You're just out on a walk, and suddenly, you're somewhere very different.
A beautiful Country lane, birds singing the loveliest songs, a soft breeze. But there's a Presence, cloaked and hooded, and a gentle hand is laid on your shoulder.
"You're going to choose something that you'd like to do over differently, something that perhaps eats at you in the night, nightmares come from it, or perhaps only a vain regret, a sense of loss. Or ..there's someone who deserved to pay for something they did, that you never knew at the time ...whatever it is, there's something I see inside you, but I cannot form the vision. That ...you must do. Once you are finished, for good or ill, you may remain in this alternate version of your Life, if it so pleases you, if that would make you happy, bring you peace. Or you may walk back down here, to what you left behind. The choice will be yours. But you must face your Demon ...or your Angel. For that, there is no escape. Say good bye to what was, and walk on, down this road, and you will see the scenery change, to what is called for."
He will pause, and you sense a smile.
"You may linger there, years, if you desire, there is no rush. I wish you good fortune, and remind you to choose wisely, and if at all possible, mingle Love and Justice with Mercy, and if it is not possible...may you not create a more terrible Present than the Past you seek to amend and change."
He gestures to you to continue down the road.
"Whatever you cause to happen this time, it will be Real. Just remember that, this is no Fantasy, no Dream."
As you walk on, the scene does indeed change, and you have company.
Might be a Russian Forest, or a hotel room in Washington DC, but you understand:
Here's your Second Chance.
six_gun_stud and Naked Snake