The Risktaker
They say that curiosity killed the cat. Well, that should have been true in the case of Corey. Corey was a risktaker. He paid no attention to rules and his own safety. So when he received the package with no label on it, he should have been suspicious, but he wasn’t.
On opening the package, he found a bottle of pills, a sealed jar of clear blue liquid, and a note that read, “I Dare You. Take 2 pills and drink the liquid. You’ll have the time of your life.” So what did he do? Never one to shy away from a dare. He took two pills, swallowed them, and drank the liquid.
Within seconds everything stopped; He was no longer sitting in his living room but was floating above it and looking down at himself on the couch. The room began to spin and the next thing he knew he was observing himself, only at a different time of his life. He 
watched himself as a youth. The vision he had was of all the bad choices that he made. He watched as he remembered all of the consequences of those actions. The world kept spinning as each incident of his life passed by. A flood of bad memories. “Where were the good times?”, he thought.
The next thing that happened was he found himself back in his living room. That’s when he found the second note. It read, “Take two more” By some magic, the jar of liquid had refilled itself. “This must be for the good times,” he said to himself, so he took the pills again.
Again everything stopped and he was floating above his room. Only this time he sped 
forward in time. Not to look at bad decisions but to look at himself as he grew older. It was a very short viewing. In each vision, he saw himself taking more and more pills. He could see his body rise over the living room, but only as an observer. He also watched as his body aged. The clock on the wall and the calendar, he could see, showed the days passing. His vision of the future only showed the next week of his life. And when the vision stopped, the lasting image of what he had seen was of an ancient man, barely able to breathe.
As he awoke on his living room couch, the new note said, “Care for another go?”
Remembering of all the visions he saw, refocussed him. Curiosity may have killed the cat; But for Corey, from this day on, it was not going to kill him.
