So you’ve seen the real world, about the size of a delapidated city with just one other person called the One. He or she just brings in a storm or really bad weather for me which I somehow survive, and then get over it. The following day I start all over with the One and he challenges me to an end game. I cry I scream I get hurt and brushed. I fear even dying. I’m just a puppet that he plays with. Story’s and events that he wants me to be a part of. Why survive? Why live the life he gives?