Sam doesn't know what to make of this situation.
Destiny? Fate? Fortune telling? Does he believe them?
He doesn't know. He couldn't bring himself to believe them. He couldn't bring himself to believe the fact that his life was just a book that could be pre-read even before he experienced it. Nor could he accept that what he would do with his life was already decided and the decision of the not his own rather some unknown force that he doesn't know.
This is completely unacceptable.
But there is an example right in front of him. In fact, he is an example. It is too difficult and almost moronic to believe this is a coincidence.
Sam is pretty sure that a creature like him doesn't exist in this universe. After all, there is no such thing as a half-vampire and half-human, in fact, even the existence of those beast bloodlines is more feasible.
But now he is at a loss for words and doesn't know what to do.
"What else did he say?"
