The Fortune Teller’s eyes go wide. “You…are a monster!”
I step back, bewildered, raising my hands in defense. “Ma’am,” I start. “I can assure you that I’m fully huma-”
“Get out!” she shrieks hysterically. “GET OUT!!” She grabs whatever she can get her hands on, and chucks them my way. I dodge a tire, a fire extinguisher, and a cactus, before stumbling on a wine bottle. Frantic, I quickly turn around and run out of the shop. I keep running, not paying attention to where I’m headed. Finally I stop, breathing heavily. “What was that all about??” I question, frustrated. My clothes are soaked in sweat, and my head is throbbing. What an awful place… all I can do is continue walking.
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