Jason wasn't quite sure what he could have ingested in the last 24 hours that would have made this happen. All the food he had eaten was stolen from good respectable establishments, their food not likely to include side effects of severe hallucination. It had to be a hallucination, didn't it? Jase himself looked so different, and everything around him was just sheer oddity. He wasn't quite sure what to do, when from inside his knee length jacket, a muffled click permeated the leather material.<br/><br/>He reached deep into his pockets, drawing a small cubular object from their depths. The puzzle box? Jase was mistified now. It seemed it's surface, once smooth, unbroken and ornate had cracked open. It's once flat faces now sat on different levels, its ornate designs growing and twisting, as the device began shifting from its once regular shape. When it folded back into a cube, its flowing patterns looked to have rearranged themselves, forming a single word on the nearest face.<br/><br/><i>Choose...</i>Choose? Jase could only guess what that meant, as his gaze swept back to the shimmering portals. They were beautiful and flowing, their ethereal surfaces rippling as if blown by an unfelt wind. Of course. He had to choose one of them. But which one?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>