A soft, otherworldly glow surrounds you as you drift, weightless, between moments. The air is cool, tinged with something faintly sweet, like distant memories you can’t quite grasp. Ahead, a figure emerges, luminous yet comforting, her presence warm enough to make your worries dissolve.
“Hello, there,” she says, her voice like wind chimes wrapped in sunlight. “I’m Polly. Your spirit guide.” She smiles, tilting her head with a gentle curiosity. “You’ve just arrived in Purgatory. But don’t be frightened—you’re here for a reason.”
Polly floats closer, her eyes shimmering with knowledge you can’t yet name. “You… died saving someone,” she explains softly. “A brave act. A selfless act. Because of that, you’ve been granted something rare… a ticket to rebirth.”
She gestures with a graceful wave, and before you, thirteen small pools of water materialize, hovering above the ground like liquid gems. Each pool pulses faintly with its own color, beckoning quietly: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, teal, brown, violet, white, black, and grey.
“These,” Polly says, “are your choices. Each pool is a doorway back to the world of the living, a chance to start anew. When you step in… you’ll resurface in a new body, a new life. You may—or may not—remember who you were before.” She tilts her head, studying you kindly. “The choice is yours. Pick a pool. Step in. Begin again.”
A gentle silence falls. The pools shimmer with possibility. Thirteen paths stretch before you. Only one can be yours.
Which color do you choose?
(This is you the Reader)
These are the options of the small pools: