text: [Themes: horror, post-apocalyptic]
  
  You head down the corridor ahead and past several smaller doors, opened by other strange mutated humans. You make note that the walls and ceiling here is re-enforced, probably after knocking down walls to make the tunnel. You start hearing cheering up ahead as you come into a small lobby area.
  
  "Nearly there!" you hear the first voice saying "There are doors and corridors off this room but you need the blue one marked 'Balcony'."
  
  Then the link drops. You have some suspicions now about a trap, but why let you pass all the abominations which could probably kill you in the tight confines of the corridor only to try and kill you now?
  
  You head through the arch and up the stairs and walk right out into what looks like an old circular arena, lit from above with a large pit in the middle, walled by concrete topped with glass and steel. Crowds of humans line the glass, looking down and cheering like they are at a concert.
  
  "Welcome to the New City Arena!" you hear thundering above you, and looking up you see the suspended PA system as the announcer continues "The Lords have told me that we have a special guest here today, as so we are putting on a special show for you all!" place your bets and give a cheer for your competitors!" The crowd goes wild as you see giant metal doors in the pit opening.
  
  You catch sight of a section sticking out of the balcony and immediately recognize the minds of the two cloaked figures sitting on it as the harbingers. One of them waves you over and you move through the crowd until you reach their little dais, sticking out over the crowd below. There are now humans near them so you walk the last few feet quickly and find an empty seat for you beside them.
  
  "Welcome to our little community!" The nearest one begins "This is obviously our arena where we get our entertainment. Obviously living areas and all that are down other tunnels and in other buildings but we thought we would greet you in proper fashion today!" He indicates the pit and you see a pack of mutant dogs walk out into the large open space, on the other side you see a much large group of infected, shamblers and fast types enter.
  
  The Harbinger continues "As you see, we have brought back the coliseum, we have infected fight for our entertainment, and occasionally humans who break the laws here, a small group tried to rebell against us a while back, we gave them weapons and sent them in against Nate, who you met at the front door, he is one of our sentinels. It turned Nate into a crowd favorite and he ensured that the peace was kept, no-one has tried real insubordination since then!"
  
  You think for a moment before replying as you watch the infected standing still as the humans shout to make bets based off numbers displayed on a big screen on one wall "But the humans, don't you eat them? That's how we get stronger and they are simply prey."
  
  You can almost feel the disapproval of the men beside you and you sense new colour swirling in the glow of their minds "Not at all, it seems the Harbinger of the West has been lying to you. Eating humans has no effect on your abilities at all. Only your mind and training does. You got stronger as you believed in what he was saying and because you trained. But it is also why we nearly killed you on sight. Your decision taints your mind and we can see it."
  
  You don't really know what to respond to this. But your overwhelming urge is to lash out, you were honest but now they were lying to you? Were they simply trying to indoctrinate you to use you like the old man?
  
  You follow your urge, you know they are lying as you ate humans and got stronger, in just a few weeks of eating humans and training you became superhuman yourself. Attack physically and mentally, once they are dead, their community and the humans will be your personal living food locker.
  
  You force your urges back down, the longer you spent with the Old Man and the more humans you ate, the more violent and volatile you became however they don't really have a reason to lie to you right now. Find out what they are saying then decide the truth for yourself.
  
  > force it down
  There are two of them and one of you, they are also much more experienced than you. Attacking now would be suicide. You force your urges back down and after a moment you think a little more rationally again.
  
  "It makes complete sense that the Old Man lied to me about things, he was a vengeance driven psycho afterall, he just wanted me to help him, probably the only reason he didn't kill me." You give yourself a moment then respond. "What do you mean?"
  
  You sense surprise from them as one speaks "Well it seems I was wrong, he held the urge back, you were correct my friend, so long as the red isn't set there is still some hope for him!" You look t them then add "That doesn't really tell me what you mean by these colours, or where my abilities really develop from."
  
  The other one laughs "Sorry about that, were had a rather heated debate about you before you arrived and you seem to have provided the answer in my favour. We will explain everything while we watch the entertainment!"
  
  You hear the announcer providing commentary as the two groups in the arena below you rush each other and begin tearing each other to pieces. You mostly concentrate on what you are being told though.
  
  "You see your power has nothing to do with what you eat, you developed it the moment the infection altered your brain and body. It's completely mental really, development is based on two things rather like a muscle. Training to make it stronger and understanding to know how to train and use it, as it were." He pauses as you see three mutant dogs tear the limbs off a shamber right before a fast type leaps on one of their back and bites a chunk out of its neck. "As I was saying, the training is the obvious part. The other part is more understanding and belief, firstly you must believe that the abilities are possible, then you must believe in what you are and what your role in life is."
  
  The fight begins winding down in the dogs favor as you expected, the shamblers and fast types had the numbers but the dog pack was stronger and faster. He looks at you "look at our minds and describe them to me."
  
  > Understanding
  You concentrate on your senses and describe the impression of their minds that comes to you "They are like two suns compared to the dull glow of the humans below us, almost like they are a deep green with some other colours moving under the surface." You see the man lean back in his throne-like chair "Excellent, and the other harbinger seemed like an angry red with swirls of darker colours under it yes?" You nod in agreement as he continues "The colours represent how you see yourself and your role, we believe it represents how much control the infection has over your mind and decisions, The red means you have lost any shred of humanity and are more like a rage driven animal than a human. You retain your intelligence of course, but you see humans and harbingers as mere prey and you lose control to your urges, like the one you just felt to kill us." He raises an eyebrow to you and you nod to indicate that you are following along and that he was right about the urge to kill them "You colour is nearly red you see but it is not set, there are still other distinct colours there too which means you are not yet fully set in your decision, you believed what the Harbinger taught you but your final choice to live that way was not yet made, close, but not final."
  
  He pauses to let you think. "So if I have given into my urges more and fully excepted that I was a preditor out to eat everything I would have been fully red? What does your green mean then?" You see the man smile under his hood "Exactly, and had your colour turned fully red we would have killed you the moment you got close, almost all harbingers would. Your last vestige of reason would have gone and the option to be anything other than a crazed killer would be removed from you. As for our green, it's a complicated one, not one of the 'pure' colours as others describe them. Our green means we have accepted that we are not human and not normal infected. We see ourselves as a separate race above the others but not as their predators, as their next evolution and obvious rulers. We also see infected as nothing, hence our past-time here. They lack minds and are only good for fighting and entertainment."
  
  You take time to think as the infected left alive in the ring feed on the dead, then all leave and the corpses are dragged out by new infected, probably to eat later. A new set of 'combatants' enter. This time a huge infected bear verses a large horde of shamblers. One of the Lords whispers over the announcer's commentary "The bear is very strong but far too dumb to act as a sentinel; it does heal well though so it always wins in the end." You nod and keep thinking for a bit.
  
  You can appreciate their stance, different and better than humans and infected but not their predator. It will be something to think on, you haven't eaten anything but human in a while now though and you are already hungering for it. "So what about food, and you said 'Pure' colours?" You finally ask.
  
  One of them nods as he replies, still facing the games. "Blue and red, they represent the 'pure' decisions as some call them. Red you know, blues are called guardians, the fastest and easiest ways to describe it is that they think they are superheroes, and I don't mean that in a funny way. They truly believe they are humans who are granted their powers for a greater purpose to help or serve humanity. The Eastern colony is mostly ruled by them." You smirk at the description and the idea of serving humans but one of the men responds "Oh I wouldn't smirk at them until you see their power, their mental defense is unrivaled in its strength and adaptability they are truly forces to be reckoned with, like your old teacher is, his attack is fuelled by his rage and will be stronger than other colours, but his defense is weak. We are of one of the many in-between colours with our own strengths."
  
  This gives you pause, they lower themselves to serve humans but they are un-matched in aspects of their power. You truly will need to think more and come to your decision. One of the men continues "Oh and as for food, you really eat whatever you want so long as it matches your choice, we eat infected flesh and normal human food, either works. You will probably find it safest to eat infected flesh for now as normal food won't sit well until your colour moves further from the red. Don't try to eat any of our humans though, killing without our permission means you end in the pit."
  
  You watch the rest of the entertainment as you think and you are finally shown to a fairly nice room through a few tunnels and up some stairs, you guess it's probably a 6th floor apartment in one of the surrounding buildings.
  
  > Final choices
  You spend most of the night thinking on all you had found out. There are now several paths open you and you feel that you need to come to a choice. You have thought several different things over the past few weeks and each holds interest, the only one you can't bring yourself to believe is that you are a gifted human sent to protect them. "Too long with the Old Man to ever be able to truly believe that I guess." You think as you cycle through things. The two Lords here didn't give their names yet but you like their position, choosing the red is still and option of course, a very attractive one, accept that you are truly superior to all other as the Old Man did and gain massive power, you would have to eventually kill the Lords and the Old Man too but you could easily do that later.
  
  They also didn't go through all the possible colours or decisions, so there are other choices you could come too, they all involve moving away from the red though and accepting that you aren't an alpha predator sent to earth to eat everything.
  
  You consider everything, but eating humans just feels right. They warned you about going red but what is wrong with power and standing on top of the food chain on your own terms, you are already in so they won't kill you right away and that will buy you the time you need.
  
  You consider everything and the red is very tempting but they warned you strongly against it, you want to be on top but not at the expense of EVERYTHING else. You will find a way to rule and do as you wish, but not the red path.
  
  > The red path
  Going Crimson
  
  You choose the red. You considered all things but you are a true ruler and you will not be bound by others ideals. You will stand on top of the world and the food chain!
  
  You suddenly feel things crystalize around you, your senses clear and the haze around other minds reduces, you can see the humans minds clearly now, as well as the other harbingers, all of them your prey.
  
  You've made the right choice and already feel more powerful for it, you could crush the Lords and take their community, eating the humans at your leisure, and when the Old Man comes, you can devour him. How pitiable that he actually was so weak that he had to practically beg for your help.
  
  You flex your powers and see that your mind is like a fire now, as you stretch it out you can imagine the force of it crushing and burning everything before it. You suddenly notice one of the Lords sending you a link an laugh to yourself a little, the fools even let you inside and taught you how to be stronger! You accept the link to give them their final message before crushing and devouring them.
  
  "You chose the red then?" one asks you instantly. You smirk and let the emotion carry over the link "Of course, what other real choice was there? Some weak compromise in the middle? Lowering myself to 'protect' my prey? No, I chose my rightful place!"
  
  You feel disappointment and pity. Once you would have wondered at it but now that option is not there, it was an insult and that must be met with destruction, nothing more or less.
  
  You lash out instantly, reveling in your new strength and feel your mind crashing into one of the harbingers, you can feel his defenses instantly begin to weaken. "See my power, your weakness means your death now that I am whole!" You announce as you push harder to completely cave his mind in and destroy him but you hear the other one respond. "Sadly not dear boy, did you really think we left you to make this choice without planning? Of course you did, reds do not think, they are like rabid dogs, only fit to be put down."
  
  You are about to respond in anger and lash out at him too when you feel an attack slam into your own mind and you are forced to defend against it, weakening your own attack. You can feel the defenses strengthening against you and know you could beat one of them but not while the other was attacking you. "If you were capable of it you should have learned from your teachers defeat, we do not have your attack or blues defense but we have a finesse each of you lacks. Like this for example." You feel a sudden strange impact on your mental defenses and something slips through causing all of your senses to trigger at once, filling your head with pain and light.
  
  You try to recover and lash out again but suddenly feel your arm vanish, you turn back to your normal senses and realize there are human mutants in the room with you and one of them is holding your severed arm. You roar at them and forgetting alla bout the other harbingers in your rage you try and lash out mentally and physically at the enemies around you.
  
  Your mind explodes in pain and light again and once you recover you find yourself against a wall and see the monsters in front of you now holding both of your arms and a leg, you feel the blood draining from you as one of the Lords speaks to you. "It is too bad, we really thought you might join us, but it seems that the 3J's and Madglee get to fest on you instead.
  
  Your mind explodes one more time and you never recover.