"Yes, I do," she replied, nodding her head. "And I think the freedom to create can't be set above everything else, because, at some point, it starts to sound like a right instead of a responsibility."

The philosophy was a real interest for many, a game to participate in while escaping the personal problems.

Isabel explained her reasoning further. "It's true that artists have the right to create whatever they want, but that doesn't mean the rest of society has to accept it, especially if it promotes values that are hurtful or dangerous. And, in my opinion, promoting dishonesty or immorality shouldn't be okay, just because the person creating the art is, according to him, an artist."

"But what is immoral?", Thomas asked. Maxine felt like the Storytelling class became something else entirely.

"Come on, professor. No one's going to be offended by watching a romantic comedy, or a stupid action movie. I have no problem with people making those films because they aren’t imoral. Everyone knows what is wrong and what is right," Isabel responded, rolling her eyes.

Many disagreed, including Maxine.

"The real danger is in what lurks in the hidden meanings," Henry said, addressing the class. "I think that moral relativism has undermined our ability to understand stories, or any kind of art for that matter. When we stop trying to figure out the right thing to do, we lose our ability to comprehend a story. And when we lose the ability to comprehend a story, we lose our humanity."

"That's a strong statement, Henry," Raphael said with a laugh. "What do you have against moral relativism anyway?"

Henry leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Moral relativism blurs the lines between right and wrong, good and evil. It suggests that everything is subjective, that there are no universal truths. But what if there are? What if there are stories out there that hold dark truths, that reveal the depths of human depravity and suffering?"

The class fell into a contemplative silence at Henry's words. Maxine felt a chill run down her spine, a sense of unease settling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't shake off the feeling that something sinister lurked beneath the surface of their discussions.

Thomas cleared his throat, breaking the heavy silence that hung over the room. "I think we've touched upon some important points today. Stories have the power to shape our world, to challenge our beliefs, and to reveal truths we may not want to confront."

"As we continue exploring storytelling in this class, I encourage you all to keep an open mind and be willing to engage with difficult and uncomfortable narratives. It is through these stories, these dark truths, that we can truly understand the complexity of the human experience and the world around us."

The class nodded in agreement, the weight of the conversation settling upon their shoulders. Maxine sat there, her mind in turmoil as she tried to make sense of the conflicting viewpoints presented.