I stop swimming, letting thousands of my kind wriggle past me. I have a choice to make. I am the chosen one.
If I carry on with my journey, I will create the single most dangerous individual in the history of mankind. The person who, in forty-seven years time, will launch terrorist nuclear attacks on the major cities of the world.
I have a choice to make. Do I really want to go through with this? Can I go through with this, and ultimately end the human race?
As others swim past, I turn around and retrace my path.
Frenchie about 5 years ago
Ah a good one :)