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Chapter #7
A very long week ahead!
by: Unknown
She stands up to her full height, a whole 6 inches taller than you and stares at you for what feels like forever, she then takes a look around the tent. Chairs, decks of cards, necklaces, incense sticks, everything. You feel relief for her not remembering what you did, but this had potential to go bad. You were in a tent at something like midnight, unable to speak, with a woman who coulden't remember who you were, what you did, or what her own name was. Looking around the tent she then spots a small buisness card on the coffee table behind her and picks it up to read it. "Madame Rosella's fortune telling tent." she then turns around and looks at you again, "Who's Madame Rosella?" she asks. All you can really do is loosely point to her. "I am?" she asks you, you just nod, "Madame Rosella" she says again to herself. "Well I guess that means that this is my fortune telling shop..." she announces looking around slowly at everything she had stored in the tent. Her eyes then lock onto you yet again. "Say..."
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