Life Lessons of Change
Disclaimer: Do not own Saw or M..
A facebook quiz doesn't normally lead to life altering things. Ok, scrap that, it NEVER leads to life altering things. Except very, very, VERY occasionally... This is the story of the person it affected.
Jinx walked down the street, wondering what today would bring her. Little did she know that today is the first day of the rest of her life. Today is the day she becomes properly real.
Hoffman stared at the clock on the wall of his hotel room. He couldn't remember where he was, who he was or why he was there. Just that there was something important to be done. He looked next to him to see the piece of paper with the hastily scrawn note on.
IF YOU CAN'T REMEMBER WRITING THIS, WHO YOU ARE, WHERE YOU ARE, OR
WHY THE HELL YOU ARE HERE, THE ANSWERS ARE;
A/ YOUR NAME IS MARK HOFFMAN, AND YOU ARE AN FBI AGENT
B/ YOU ARE IN LONDON, IN A HOTEL ROOM
C/ AND YOU'RE HERE BECAUSE YOU ARE RETRIEVING A TEENAGER TO JOIN. I
KNOW, I'M NOT EVEN DRUNK AT THE MOMENT, AND I'M CONFUSED.
NOW, IF THERE IS SOMEONE NEXT TO YOU, PACK YOUR BAGS, AND CHECK OUT OF
THE ROOM IMMEDIATELY. TRUST ME, YOU DON'T NEED THE HASSLE.
FOR MORE INFORMATION, CALL NEVU OR STRAHM. NUMBERS ARE ON MOBILE. DO
NOT GIVE INTOTEMPTATION TO KILL EITHER OF THEM!
STICK YOUR HEAD IN THE ROOMS FREEZER FOR ABOUT FIVE MINUTES. SHOULD
SORT EVERYTHING ELSE OUT.
Well, that sorts things out, doesn't it?
Nevu brushed any last strands of cat hair off her smart suit. She gated staying at her animal mad aunt's house, but this time it was this or share with Hoffman. Or Strahm. Shudder.
Strahm was waiting for a bus. Yawn.
The Doctor was stepping out his TARDIS... Wait... YOU'RE NOT IN THIS STORY, GET THE HELL BACK WHERE YOU BELONG!
All of them, except the doctor, had absolutely no idea that today would change their lives...
A/N: I do have a plot. This isn't just a drabble, although the note was a bit of a suprise. And the Doctor. Was only expecting this to be, like, two lines long. But it looked to short. Anyhoo, should I keep going, or quit while I still can? Is it to awful for words, or the best thing since sliced bread? Review!