Red Pill Or Blue Pill Questions Novels & Stories

"That reminds me again, there was a time you only take pills when we finish having sex but now you suddenly changed everything. Telling me to wear a condom...the next time you will tell me not to wear a condom...the next time you will blame me for not wearing a condom." "Try to understand, those pills reacted on my body, I didn't like the reactions so I stopped. One of the pills is postinor 2, I licked that. One is emergency pills, I lick it immediately I have sex with you. The other I use it before I have sex with you. Do you understand? Or should I go deeper?" "Please go deeper. Am confused I don't understand a thing." He sighed. "What do you want to know about a pill?"

"The drug you took before, remember? The one that caused you to lose your memory four years ago. The one Kiki prepared for you." Upon hearing this, Diana immediately rolled her eyes and denied Julian's claims. "You're overthinking it." "How?" "All of these drugs are made from traditional ingredients. To better mix various drugs, they're often shaped into small black pills. The pink pill Jim gave you is already quite unusual in appearance. Although the pills may look similar, the herbal composition and effects can vary greatly." Despite Diana's explanation, Julian wasn't entirely convinced. His furrowed brows revealed his skepticism. After thinking for a moment, Diana said in annoyance, "The

A window to my right suggest it’s some time at night, or early morning. Cian sighs through his nose. “You’re dying, Kezziah. I’m keeping you conscious right now with magic. So you’ll take this pill.” I glance down at the pill. It’s the same blue pill he had given me to take, however, I had smuggled them under my bed sheets and never thought about it again. Now I stare at it, wondering whether I should trust Cian. “You has a heart attack. Take it.”

It's the ordinary shmuck living off of a paycheck that I ought to watch out for. Because they’re not in here to take care of people, even if they are crazies, they’re here for the money. And that can be bought for a hefty price. Which brings me to the two cups that were just given to me. Water and a myriad of pills. There’s a yellow one that looks like it’s candy. An orange one that smells like vitamins and a blue one that has always tasted bitter. Next to the three red ones, they seem to be safe. But there is a new batch they added to the concoction that I’m weary about.

“There are only two options.” Ammie nodded slowly. “Option one,” Blue said, raising a finger. “You say no. You walk away. You keep your dignity, your peace, your normal life.” Ammie swallowed. “And option two?” Blue raised another finger. “You say yes… and enter a completely different world.” Ammie’s grip tightened slightly on her bag. Blue continued, her tone softer now. “A world with money. Power. Opportunities.” A pause. “Maybe solutions to your problems.”

“But you have a pack that will ride and die for you.” “Just in case you've not realized, the reason I'm not yet dead is because of the fear you've successfully instilled in several of these people.” I said, swallowing hard. She left my embrace and went to get two cups of wine. She sat on my legs again and handed over a cup of wine to me. “This is cheers to enjoying all the time we have left, which is hopefully several years.” Blue said, and we emptied our cups. “I have to go to the company tomorrow to address the pills, and then hand them over to our test subjects.” Blue said with a sigh.

Haven’s POV I held the supplement in a small white bottle. I shook out the capsule and pressed it into Blue’s palm. “This is for your health,” I said, keeping my voice light, hoping she’d buy the lie. “You’ve been tired lately. This will help.” Blue stared at the capsule as if it were a tiny, poisonous insect. Her brows knitted together, her lips pursing in quiet resistance. She was getting older now, old enough to question things she didn’t understand.

Delia stopped crying and just stared at the wall. "Delia," I said quietly. "Please tell the truth. What happened?" She didn't answer. When Dr. Phillips came back with the glasses, he had a small kit. He put some drops in each glass. Nothing happened with the blue glass—mine. But when he tested the clear glass—Delia's—the bottom turned bright blue. "This glass has drugs in it," he said. "Strong ones." "Which glass belonged to who?" my mother asked. "The blue one was mine," I said. "The clear one was Delia's."

It sounded like she’d just run a marathon. “Elly,” he said. She turned her gaze over to him, then the little orange bottle in his hand. “You got it.” “And I didn’t die. Money talks,” Liam said, twisting the cap off. He hesitated. “What if…what if this isn’t it?” Elaine took the bottle from him with a trembling hand. “I die anyway,” she said. She took a single pill out. A small capsule. Blue and gold in color. She turned it over in her hand before looking at Liam. It took great effort, but he nodded. She popped the pill into her mouth. And swallowed.

"Yes. I want to know what that red pill does." His chuckle reverberated through the walls, sounding hollow and forced. Why was Abel so wary about the pill? She thought he's the one who might have asked Keith to give her something. "I'm trying to help you here. Why can't you see it?" "Help me, how exactly? By harming her" Celina didn't know how to react. She was touched at her friend's concern but also worried about the packet in her dress. What did the red pill do exactly?