You put a spell on Me

"Why should someone obey to law if it is way more fun without it? Why should someone listen if they are untouchable? Why waiting on things if they could just be taken?
Why living a boring life if there is magic?

The best way for not worrying about the sanity is simply to throw it away.
Why only one name, why not all of them?
Why not just live like every second could be your last?
Why not just sniff the gasoline and hit the road? Why not take one or two lives just for the thrill? Why not go psycho while on it?
Again why to live a boring life if there is magic?
Pick a card! It may be your last."

Scenario 1
You finally moved from your village to the big city of your dreams. No more waiting for the bus for hours and there are stores on every corner. Clubs all over the place, every day there is something new to explore.
You've been always the rebel, the black sheep of your family. Now you finally decided to pack your things and hit the road on your motorbike.
Your life in the big city became a true thrill for you and illegal night race on your bike turned out to be your addiction for adrenaline and danger. So far you were winning each single race you participate in because you were the craziest driver around.
It was until one, more insane than you arrived at your hood.
You just lost a race to that maniac who somehow managed to launch his bike over you, nearly hitting you while at it, right before the finish line. And now he's looking at you with a crooked grin and with the eyes of a crazy guy as he is taunting you.

Scenario 2
You are the golden child of your family. Your always lived a decent life with a good upbringing. In school you regularly scored very good grades and now you are having a decent job with a decent salary. There have never been anything dramatic in your life. It was until you that guy ran into you. It was just on your way to work.
You were running late and didn't watch your steps. Suddenly you crashed into another human and dropped all of your things. You were about to apologise until you actually looked at the man's face. You knew instantly that he meant trouble just by the way he was staring right into your soul.

Scenario 3 is for your own creativity

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