Context: He saw the blond as he always did - not in his chosen mantle of black and bravura , but in a thousand vibrant colours , throwing light relief into the darkness . Into his darkness . He watched mildly as the fucking irritating light of his life annoyed the hell out of his humans . He watched them roll their eyes and become sarcastic and defensive and wondered briefly what they would say if he calmly pointed out that they probably owed their lives to Spike .

Question generated: Why does the main character seem to resent the people ?
OPTIONS:
- They are not opening the window .
- They are judging him .
- None of the above choices .
- They are not picking him for the game .

Context: No flooding , though the water came within a foot or two of becoming dangerous . The ravine is an unplanned detention pond of sorts . More than one friend of mine has a home that filled with flood waters .

Question generated: What might be happening that we are having severe flooding in our area ?
OPTIONS:
- We have had major pipelines burst and is causing flooding in homes and streets .
- None of the above choices .
- We are in a weather condition that is causing relentless rains resulting in an overflow of water .
- We have problems with the detention pond and it 's flooding some homes in our area .

Context: Do you think that involves letting Detective Messer live when Detective Taylor does n't give him what he wants ? " At this , Gracie 's eyes were wide and worried , her hands starting to wring together slightly as Angell continued to lay things out for her . " If Hirsch kills him , and we ca n't find him ? That 's first degree murder , and not just that , he killed a cop .

Question generated: What may be the reason for Gracie wringing her hands together ?
OPTIONS:
- She had cold hands .
- She had sweaty hands .
- She is nervous .
- None of the above choices .

Context: I sort of said to myself , " That was close , but we 're here , and life goes on . " There was nothing else to do but keep driving and hoping that the other driver had learned a lesson about driving in such a reckless hurry . Now , I have another day to live , actually not a day , just this moment and then perhaps another and another . It 's a gift , a gift to savour .

Question generated:
What happened to make me think this to myself ?
OPTIONS:
- I kept driving after being in a wreck .
- I was being a reckless driver .
- None of the above choices .
- A reckless driver almost hit my car .