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Chapter #4

It Starts With a Pickpocket

    by: Aerodeth Author IconMail Icon
Though the odd gypsy's words intrigued you, you never were one to follow the whole fortune telling schtick. Daddy always said they were all con-artists that all speak from a 'mystical' script that makes the obvious sound mind-bending! If theyre really psychics, how come none of them have ever won the lottery?! You may be bored, but youre just not in the mood to humor a phony at the moment.

"No thanks," you politely tell him (at least far more polite than you wanted to be), "but I dont believe in the whole fortune telling stuff."
Salazir didnt seem bothered at all by that remark. "Whether you believe or not isnt the concern. I merely offer you a piece of mind in exchange for a mere moment of your time."

"Sorry I'm not interested," you got up out of your seat and walked to the exit, "you'll have to humor some other sucker."

"Are you sure?" his modulated voice questioned, "the road you currently traveling is a very dangerous one. I see many hazards and hardships awaiting you on this road." He gazed into his orb and traced a 'claw' across it, causing the luminous light to center focus on the fingertip, "Oh my. I see far worse luck with the opposite sex than that boy who was just here before you." You stopped walking. You pretended that wasnt a flat out insult! "My, I honestly havent seen such terrible luck in all my life."

"Excuse me?!" you sucked at pretending, "I dont need to take this from a low-waged carny! Do you not know who I am?!"

"Terrible luck, indeed," Salazir practically ignored you! "I certainly hope you werent interested in having children later in life."
"Why you rude smart-mouth street junkie!" you snapped at the jerk, "youre lucky I dont report your ass to the management!" Youre not exactly sure why, but that crack about your luck with men was really getting on your nerves! Fortunately for him, you were taught properly to control your temper. You dare not sully your golden name and set a bad example to your fan club.

"I dont have time for this," you headed out, "wave your little ball in front of someone who cares." As you barged out of that fauxtune teller's tent, you overheard Salazir whisper.

"Heh... so THAT'S the path you've taken. Best of luck to you, little Maya."
Again, you stop walking. So the jerk DOES know who you are! You jerked your head back to him... only to see nothing in front of you! The tent was gone! Not just the fortune teller but the tent itself!! How did he...

"What in the..." you stared with your jaw dropped. 'Mysterious', indeed. This'll make for one heck of a blog post.

After your encounter with the Mysterious Salazir, the carnival didnt seem as populated as it used to be. The crowd seemed to be an awful smaller now. Not to mention, it was awful quieter too. The endless chatter and carnival music seemed to be very distant. It just didnt feel as lively as it was earlier.
It felt lonely. Sure you came to the carnival by yourself, but now youre not feeling so good coming here on your own. You were lonely.

You tried to shrug off what Salazir said, but it was tough and it hit you pretty hard. 'Terrible luck' he said. What a jerk. You have INCREDIBLE luck with the opposite sex! Youre the freaking gem of Emerald City! Everybody loves you! EVERYBODY loves you!!

Everybody... loves...

...you...

"Oof!" suddenly, someone bumped into you while you were zoning out! Some bump it was! Both of you were knocked to the ground after impact! The rather rude stranger that didnt watch where he was going was a short brown-haired pale-skinned boy in what looked like a big tattered cape, a big witch cap with a skull buckle, and an odd yellow jumpsuit with way too many zippers! It's obviously not Halloween, so why in the hell someone would be wearing something like THAT in public is a mystery!

"S...sorry," he uncaringly muttered as he tugged the cape collar over his mouth before getting up and running off. You squinted your eyes his direction and assumed the worst. Daddy always told you that if you bump into a stranger that was in an awful hurry, check your pockets! And so you did.

And you know what you discovered?

Your smartphone's missing!

"THIEF!!!" you screamed as you gave chase to that thieving midget! The thief turned his head back to you and began running faster! You chased the twerp quite a ways through the carnival, the shrimp had quite a lot of stamina. You chased him through the concession stands, down the lit up walkways, through the bumper cart attraction, squeezed through the line of the carousel, and he still aint slowing down! Sadly, none of the other guests at the carnival bothered to bat an eye your way, let alone help stop that thief in the cape!

You followed him all the way to the Hall of Illusions attraction and surprisingly the ticket guy didnt stop you. Inside, the hallway itself was very dark. Only a few candles hung from the walls lit up the place. It was a long straight run with no twists or turns. It seemed awful longer on the insider than it did on the outside.
Just as you thought it was going on forever, you saw a door at the very end of the hallway. The thief quickly zipped in through the door and slammed it shut behind him. Fortunately, you already got a hold of the door before he could lock it and squeezed in there with him!

"Nowhere to run now, thief!! Hand it o-"
Beyond that door, you were no longer at the carnival. The door you had just entered wasnt there anymore. You had now found yourself in the middle of...

You have the following choices:

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1. ...a vast desert.

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2. ...a huge snowstorm.

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3. OTHER

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