{"id":2029,"date":"2020-04-26T00:01:44","date_gmt":"2020-04-26T04:01:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2029"},"modified":"2020-04-23T16:17:38","modified_gmt":"2020-04-23T20:17:38","slug":"the-risktaker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2029","title":{"rendered":"The Risktaker"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">The Risktaker<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They say that curiosity killed the cat. Well, that should have been true in the case of Corey. Corey was a risktaker. He paid no attention to rules and his own safety. So when he received the package with no label on it, he should have been suspicious, but he wasn\u2019t.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On opening the package, he found a bottle of pills, a sealed jar of clear blue liquid, and a note that read, \u201cI Dare You. Take 2 pills and drink the liquid. You\u2019ll have the time of your life.\u201d So what did he do? Never one to shy away from a dare. He took two pills, swallowed them, and drank the liquid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Within seconds everything stopped; He was no longer sitting in his living room but was floating above it and looking down at himself on the couch. The room began to spin and the next thing he knew he was observing himself, only at a different time of his life. He <a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-scaled.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2032 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-300x230.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"117\" height=\"90\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-300x230.jpg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-1024x786.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-768x589.jpg 768w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-1536x1179.jpg 1536w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/extreme-risk-1-2048x1572.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 117px) 100vw, 117px\" \/><\/a>watched himself as a youth. The vision he had was of all the bad choices that he made. He watched as he remembered all of the consequences of those actions. The world kept spinning as each incident of his life passed by. A flood of bad memories.\u00a0 \u201cWhere were the good times?\u201d, he thought.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The next thing that happened was he found himself back in his living room. That\u2019s when he found the second note. It read, \u201cTake two more\u201d By some magic, the jar of liquid had refilled itself. \u201cThis must be for the good times,\u201d he said to himself, so he took the pills again.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Again everything stopped and he was floating above his room.\u00a0 Only this time he sped <a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/cough-clipart-bronchitis-3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2030 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/cough-clipart-bronchitis-3-300x283.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"126\" height=\"119\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/cough-clipart-bronchitis-3-300x283.jpg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/cough-clipart-bronchitis-3.jpg 360w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 126px) 100vw, 126px\" \/><\/a>forward in time. Not to look at bad decisions but to look at himself as he grew older.\u00a0 It was a very short viewing. In each vision, he saw himself taking more and more pills. He could see his body rise over the living room, but only as an observer. He also watched as his body aged. The clock on the wall and the calendar, he could see, showed the days passing. His vision of the future only showed the next week of his life. And when the vision stopped, the lasting image of what he had seen was of an ancient man, barely able to breathe.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he awoke on his living room couch, the new note said, \u201cCare for another go?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Remembering of all the visions he saw, refocussed him. Curiosity may have killed the cat; But for Corey, from this day on, it was not going to kill him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Risktaker They say that curiosity killed the cat. Well, that should have been true in the case of Corey. Corey was a risktaker. He paid no attention to rules and his own safety. 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