My tale doesn't end there, for the end has yet to be written.
BromPeter stood up and let a wicked smile slide across his face. "Time to play.
BromEnough talk," Peter said, and his eyes flashed. "It's time to turn you three into killers.
BromBut he was sick of this charade. Sick of watching people lose a little more of their humanity each day, and sick to death of seeing people tortured in the name of God. What had happened to these people?
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Did he dare trust this insane boy?
BromMy name's Peter. Can I play too?
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For Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.
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The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race. Listen to it. That’s the sound of being alive. It’s your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it’s all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can’t-do-this, and can’t-do-that’s, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic.
BromEverything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.
BromPeter glanced up at the stars and a wicked smile lit his face. "Time to play," he whispered to the stars and winked. And the stars winked back, for Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.
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