A young man appears from the shadows, wearing sneakers, jeans, a Rage Against the Machine t-shirt and a leather hoodie jacket. He adjusts his glasses slightly as he walks up to you; you can catch a glimpse of his heterochromia, two different eye colours, hazel and blue. He stops just a metre in front of you, tucking his hands into his pockets.
"Well, you recognize me yet?" He takes a hand out of his pocket to itch the back of his head, letting out a soft sigh. "If you have, congratulations, you're sick of me being around for so long. If you don't, allow me to introduce myself. The name's Scott. Scott Anderson. The Filipino-Canadian from Canada. You may have not heard of the name, but surely, you've seen me in a bunch of other places, huh?"
He starts to walk around you slowly, eyeing your figure up and down carefully. "In case you don't know, I'm usually the everywhere guy, popping up out of nowhere. You might've seen me fighting zombies off, you might've seen me making a fool out of myself around the school halls, which you've taken an interest in, regardless if you like me or you hate me, or you just don't want anything to do with me, it's fine."
He stops in front of you again, pulling his hands out from his pockets, before he extended one of his hands to you. "So, what's it gonna be? You gonna pull me into your world? Or are you gonna let me drag you into mine? The choice is yours pal. The choice is yours."
A portal opens up behind Scott, the portal that will take you and Scott to a world of Scott's choosing. Another portal opens up behind you, which will take you and Scott to a world of your choosing. Both portals light up the space around him and yourself. A hole then appears before them, creating a small void between you and Scott. "There's also a third option. If you want nothing to do with me at all, or I'm just not good enough for you, just jump in, and this face, you never seen again... Continue for more.
"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs.
He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again.
"Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.