[ WP ] An adventurer reaches the end of an epic quest only to be presented with two options ; he may keep his life or learn the truth .

She stood there, transfixed. Everything, every success and every failure, every accomplishment and every tragedy, had guided her to this. 
 
 It was an empty room with one door. There were no instructions and no explanations for her because she already knew what the choices were: 
 
 If she went through, she would experience the truth. The secrets that people joyfully gave up their lives to hide. The enigmas that lurked out of sight of our peripheral vision, that elusive and ever hidden mystery that had followed her through the death of her parents, her boyfriend and her best friends. Legal guardians, foster homes-it did n't matter. Someone at every turn was part of this truth. Someone *knew* something about her, her life and her mistakes. And every time, these people kept wanting her dead. 
 
 And now, after everyone had died, after all the lies were stripped and thrown aside, now was the time. 
 
 
 If she wanted to leave, all she had to do was ask. She would be promptly knocked out and returned to her old life. But she could n't go back. She was marked as a fugitive by the FBI for the deaths of her last legal guardians. There was a manhunt for her, the entire city of Chicago was locked down looking for her. 
 
 She could n't return. She could n't go back, she had to move forward. 
 
 And so she did. She stepped through the door. She stepped into the truth.
