Alice in Chains : Your Decision

YOUR DECISION – GRAND PRIZE WINNER, PLUS FINAL COMIC FREE DOWNLOAD

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Thanks to everyone that participated in or followed the “Your Decision” Comic Contest!

We had awesome entries to work with - including many that didn’t quite make the master storyboard.

Congratulations to Nan McCormick who’s chapter has been selected by Alice In Chains as the Grand Prize winner!

Nan wins a trip to NYC to see Alice In Chains play their sold-out show at Terminal 5, plus chance to meet the band.

Congratulations also to the runners up: Ryan Sebree, Eddie Igras, Ryan Meagher and Kelly Dzitko.

To check out the Devil’s Due / PopCult illustration of the epic finale, sign up on homepage to download a free PDF of the full fan-lead story with illustrations.

THE FINAL CHAPTER HAS BEEN DECIDED, AND THE "YOUR DECISION" COMIC FINALIZED!

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THE CONCLUDING WINNING ENTRY IS“KELLY D”. CLICK HERE TO VIEW KELLY’S ENTRY.

KELLY’S CHAPTER NOW JOINS THE MASTER STORYBOARD, TO BE ILLUSTRATED BY POP CULT / DEVIL’S DUE COMICS. SHE WINS A LIMITED EDITION “YOUR DECISION” LITHOGRAPH, SIGNED BY ALICE IN CHAINS. PLUS WILL HAVE A 1 IN 5 CHANCE TO WIN THE NEW YORK CITY FLYWAY - AND GET TO MEET THE BAND!

THE BAND WILL SELECT AND ANNOUNCE THE GRAND PRIZE WINNER FOR NYC FLYAWAY THIS FRIDAY (FEBRUARY 26)!

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The Final Chapter / Final Decision

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 15:04:00 -0500

She began to dissolve from my vision, like the tattoo from my arm. Everything turned blurry, like seen through a mirage in a hot desert. I spun back to the wall and felt sick to my stomach. My head was spinning; I lost my balance and fell to the ground.

I woke sometime later in familiar surroundings — I’d been here before. The nurse told me the police picked me up in an alley. This wasn’t the first time I’d been strung out and lost touch with reality.

Later that day my father showed up. I expected another lecture, but instead he kindly asked me, “Have I gone and left you here alone?”

As the tears welled up in my eyes, I replied, “Have I run to far to get home?”

“No”, he said, covering my hand in his.

“Can we start over?”, he asked.

“If I would, could you?”

Keith

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Wed, 24 Feb 2010 15:02:31 -0500

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The Final Chapter / Final Decision

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 15:01:29 -0500

Instead of running like I have always done, I decided to stay. I then turned around and looked at her ” why aren’t you running”? she asked me with a demonic scream. I replied, “isn’t that what you have always wanted”. As I got closer to her the mansion behind her went up in flames, and she screamed “NOoooo”. She raised the gun a foot away from my face, and told me ” this is your final decision” and before she could pull the trigger she goes up in flames like the mansion did behind her. Everything suddenly vanishes leaving me at the end of a cliff wondering what this all meant. The number 9687 held the the answer to all of this, but the burden is too much to bare. Where you will go is all in your decision.

Joseph W

The Final Chapter / Decision

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:26:20 -0500

I ran as fast as humanly possible. The cops moved in closer as the evil woman screamed in terror. They asked her what happened; she tells them a story laced with deceit. The cops approached me with their guns lifted. Their shouts of “freeze” echoed throughout the courtyard. I pretended to cooperate with the cops as they moved within 30 feet of me. The woman looked at me with her black eyes. She was smiling. I knew a decision had to be made. I charged at her with everything left inside. But, before I could get to her the cops fired 3 shots to take me down. I now regret ever taking that card in the first place. Temptation drove me here. An ambulance will drive me out. Will you follow the same path? It’s your decision.

Isaiah Buck

The Final Chapter / Bittersweet

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:25:02 -0500

I realized at that moment ,the taste of sweet freedom became bittersweet. To have this beast if you will basically challenge me as a man. Here I am standing outside this house , as she toys with me. Telling me I would take the fall to the horrors that lie within…I couldn’t let that happen. Against my better judgement. After choking on some of my own vomit…I am going back in..Someone has to tell the truth to what evil lies in this house of hell. As I started to walk closer back to the house I felt pain..a burning pain..as if someone lit my skin on fire..I still moved forward. As I climbed the stairs, My skin seemed to smoke ,blister, she had control . The pain was like no other I felt in my life.

Stacy N

The Final Chapter / Times running out

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:24:09 -0500

As I looked over the wall into the face of the officer I knew it was over. “Sorry officer, it was a false alarm” I said as my eye twitched with nervous energy. I let the police know that it had been an animal, a dog or possibly a bear, that had run past the window. “Why all the blood?” the officer said to me in a quizzical fashion. I explained that I was able to wound the animal with my last shot and was just cleaning up when they arrived. As he began to turn and walk back to his car I caught his eye and smeared ‘9687’ in blood on the wall. He stared at me in horror as she approached me from behind and whispered in my ear, “It’s your decision”…

Dan McR

The Final Chapter / Confusion

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:23:00 -0500

Just then I was thrown to the ground by an incredible explosion. Debris rained down as a huge fireball painted the sky a bright orange. Everything faded to black as I lost consciousness…. “Hello? Can you hear me?” A distant voice echoed. I slowly opened my eyes. Everything slowly came into focus. “Where am I? What happened?” I groggily moaned. I scanned my surroundings. I was in a hospital bed. A very attractive nurse stood over me. She looked… familiar. “Wonderful. We weren’t sure you were going to wake up, umm Mr… Can you tell us your name? You were brought in with no identification.” “I…I don’t remember.” My skull was pounding. “Do I know you?” I asked. She slowly looked me up and down. “I don’t think so.” she said with a grin that sent a chill down my spine. “I never forget a face.”

Rick

The Final Chapter / Déjà vu

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:11:00 -0500

My addled mind couldn’t comprehend the situation, nor gain enough focus to make a sound decision. Fight or flight? My brain chose the latter. As I hurried back through the mansion, the agonising torments of the incident plagued my memory, like a perpetual drug hallucination gone nightmarish… it was as if my life were flashing before my eyes. My consciousness was lapsing; before I knew it, I was strapped and seated before a jarringly familiar psychologist and two armed cops in a dingy, frigid room. “This one’s clearly not mentally fit for society,” he declared, sporting a sadistically proud grin. After scribbling a few words, he grabbed an ink-stamp and drove it into my wrist. I’m sure I recognise this situation… I looked down and saw ‘9687’. Lord no. A bald man in white wheeled me out. “Survivor 9688 please,” boomed the intercom. “Another fresh one - exquisite,” the ‘psychologist’ grinned.

- jd-tam:

The Final Chapter / Arrest

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:01:00 -0500

Arrest seemed to be the only way to escape from there! Through the gate bars I saw two cops left the car, calm but alert. Breathless, I opened the gate. Immediately they pointed their guns. Only then I realized my aspect - eyes glazed, torn clothes covered with blood… More insane than victim. I lifted my arms, relieved, nevertheless. At least they would take me away. Searched me. While they throwing me in the back seat they were called by the radio of the car. “It’s all right here, central,” said the driver. ”We’ll stop for a while, for a quick meal”.
“Ok, car 9687”, said the voice on the radio. My blood froze.
“9687 off”.
The other cop looked at his partner and asked, “When are they going to get a delivery?”
They looked at me with a smile and shiny teeth.
The car left.

Marcelo

The Final Chapter / Bound

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 13:57:00 -0500

The police wouldn’t believe such a wild story, if I hadn’t witnessed it myself I wouldn’t believe it either. In a panic I run to the opposite side of the yard and struggle climbing the rough surface. “There’s no point in running,” she yelled. I could barely control my nausea at site of those who have tried to escape before, tangled in the barbed wire surrounding the wall. Barbs pierced my flesh as I forced myself over the fence. I was finally free -that feeling was cut short as I felt a blow to my head. My glimpse of freedom became a dizzying blur that quickly went black. “Patient #9687 is making no progress.” Squinting at the bright white around me, I’m surrounded by doctors and this horribly familiar feeling of being bound. One doctor looks down at me with a devilish grin…my heart raced, it was her.

Sarah

REMINDER

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 13:46:30 -0500

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The Final Chapter / Freedom

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 13:13:00 -0500

If I run her evil laughter will echo behind me forever. She came closer and put her arms around me. -“You belong here. Your struggle is over, nothing to debate.” She closed her eyes and went for a kiss. A second before our lips touched I whispered: “Paperwork —invalid date,” and without a thought snapped her neck. Her body fell to the ground slowly, turning to dust. I run back in to my torture room and set paperwork on fire, dropped a couple of candles and stopped by the kitchen. When I got to statues outside again the mansion was in flames. I run to the wall and jumped over. Everything turned black and I was falling for what seemed to be an eternity. When I opened my eyes again the darkness faded to blue sky of my bedroom window. All decisions will come easy now.

Natalya

The Final Chapter / Over Now

Wed, 24 Feb 2010 00:09:23 -0500

Dammit! She had everything prepared from the very beginning. And what about that speed? I guess I’m not dealing with humans here. But what should I… Suddenly I feel a crushing pain in my chest. The brunette is holding a heart within her hands. “How did you…?” She gives the heart to me. “We could end this quickly or… well, it’s your decision…” “My decision is… freedom!” I smashed the heart with all my might and after enduring a mortal pain I fainted. But then I woke up at my bedroom… Was it all a nightmare? Then my arm started prickling 9687 was written on it! What the…!

Christian

The Final Chapter / Burn it

Tue, 23 Feb 2010 21:09:00 -0500

You run back towards the house, snatching the empty pistol from the hands of the lady. “Never going to follow any vixen home again no matter how beautiful” you thought. You can hear her laughing on the lawn, as you run in the front door. Once inside, you head towards the dining room. The candlesticks will help burn this place down. Pretending the gun is loaded you hold it out to the wicked souls still eating. “Don’t move a god damn muscle!” Grabbing the sticks you head to the kitchen. You light the candlesticks on the stove and in turn light anyt cloth or paper item you can find. You can feel your heart pounding. Heading into the hallway you continue to light anything: carpets, paintings, etc. A good blaze is going. One more place before leaving: the blind girls room. You throw open the door and she is gone…

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Richard R

Final Chapter / 9687

Tue, 23 Feb 2010 20:33:00 -0500

I sped down the corridor screeching to a halt at an opened bloody steel door. Horrified, I looked on the scene of two lifeless bodies; one male, one female. The woman’s clothes were torn apart, bare ass open to the air. Her head unnaturally twisted 180 degrees, with bloody tears running down from hollowed eye sockets. I radioed dispatch. “10-4.” I secured my radio into its holster and readied my pistol. “I have two dead bodies inside and your fingerprints… it’s over, get down on the ground with your hands on your head!” 9687. The brightly lit house numbers grew distant through the rear view mirror of the numbered police car. 9687, 9687, 9687. The dark crimson numbers becoming embedded deeper and deeper into my wrist, as the sharpened toothbrush dug repeatedly into my flesh. An eerie glow of faint light shone through my cell door.

Karsten

The Final Chapter / The End is Nigh!

Tue, 23 Feb 2010 19:04:00 -0500

Should i go back, retrieve the gun and finish her off? Or keep on running? My heart was in too much of a panic and my brain was rushed with inaudible thoughts. My wrist was now free of the branding but ached still. The sirens intruded my incoherent questions, wailing to a deafening pitch. The red light beamed through the thick mist which had descended through the woodland. An ambulance parked in front of me, two bodies rushed out. I stumbled towards them, I was saved! My eyes slowly dismissed the blur of the lights, the two bodies sharpened and my screams of relief now choked with shock. It was the bald doorman and the woman. Both now dressed in uniforms with bloodied aprons. They seized my overwhelmed body, I was paralyzed with terror, I was on my way back to hell…they had made the decision for me.

Roxy

The Final Chapter / Destiny Awaits

Tue, 23 Feb 2010 15:56:45 -0500

Grabbing her arm, I run back towards the house. Determined to make the best of what has brought me here. Stumbling into the house, she is so close, her scent calls to me. It is sweet, yet sickening, and I want a taste. Our lips touch, and I lose myself to the rapture that is her desire, kindling a need deeper than any I have known before. Her dreams a scene played out in front of my eyes. The sirens no longer exist. There are no police, just us, and the lust we share. She is my destiny. To be her servant, succumb to her needs. I have given in to her as she leads me to the table, where dinner awaits. A feast of lives that have come before me. Now it is my choice, one bite is all it takes. It’s my decision, as the plate arrives…

Debbie W.

The Final Chapter

Tue, 23 Feb 2010 13:54:00 -0500

In a matter of seconds my fury turned into skepticism as I decide on what to say. This can’t be real. What could I have possibly done to deserve all of this? I shut my eyes and try to go back, but my memory is failing me.

A symphony of pictures flashed onto the canvas of my eyes, these distorted memories made their way from out the back of my skull. For a brief moment, everything made sense. That creeping smile, those metal chains, our heavy souls. Then the dementia struck me like it always did. This sick feeling dropped me to my knees as I wipe the tears from my eyes.

This life has shown me that failure is a constant reminder of compost; to be destroyed or recycled? Redemptions are filled, new chapters written, but will I be the successor this time? Or have I lost my mind..?

Rebecca C