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Your meandering into morosity is cut short when your hand glides across something small, smooth, and circular on the top shelf of the ancient armoire!
Finding a foothold on a conveniently-placed stool (no doubt placed there by the previous master of the manse), you step up and grab the trinket from its hiding place! TT, you announce as confidence seeps back into your speech, you think you found i-
A dull <span class="mu-i">CRUNCH</span> rings out from beneath your feet as your primordial perch crumbles into splinters beneath your weight! Toppling forwards like a beach umbrella in a hurricane, you slam against the classical cupboard with the full weight of your face and earn a shower of debris and dust for your efforts! Free of charge!
“ANT!” Squeaks Tzah-Tzie as she watches from afar in abject horror and mild amusement, “W-WATCH OUT!”
Too little, too late… the whole kit and kaboodle comes crashing down upon you like those damned freezer shelves at work!
Luckily the flimsy furniture’s metamorphosis into a pile of toothpicks is pretty much complete by the time it hits you. Spitting a few foul-tasting gobs of termite buffet out of your mouth, you slowly wriggle free from the rubble as the fearless fuzzball takes the opportunity to pick through the wreckage!
D-did she find the… the <span class="mu-i">thiiiing</span>?
“Hm. Won’t know til’ we ask ‘Oddy’ out there…” Snorts the Spinner as she tosses the token you found in the air like a coin! “And check <span class="mu-i">this</span> out…”
Stooping low to meet your prone form, the Durher ties a gossamer chain around your neck as something cold and hard lands on your chest. Jewelry?
“Some kinda’ amulet.” The Durher shrugs as she watches you rise back onto your feet! “Feels weird, huh?”
She’s not wrong–running your fingers along the pendant, you swear you feel a slight <span class="mu-i">jolt</span> dance along your digits… and just when you’re about to let it drop, the air around you begins to feel a bit… <span class="mu-i">muffled?</span>
What <span class="mu-i">IS</span> this thing?
“Musta’ been sitting somewhere inside that cabinet…” Muses the musician before a sly grin slips onto her face! “... Hope it ain’t one of those <span class="mu-r">SEX-SWAPPING AMULETS</span>...”
The words live for about half a second before setting off every, and you mean <span class="mu-s">EVERY</span> warning bell in your body! <span class="mu-i">W-W-W-WHAAAA!?!</span>
“Relax, <span class="mu-i">relaaaax</span>!” Snickers the Spinner as she gives your side a gentle kick, “They don’t exist!” Her sultry smirk fades into a stony stare. “<span class="mu-i">Probably</span>.”
She’s the worst. She’s the <span class="mu-i">WORST.</span> Why do you let her do this to you? Sensing your inner struggle, Tzah-Tzie puts your worries to rest with a cheeky snicker as she trots towards the way you entered!
“You’re a delight, you know that, Ant?” She remarks with a wink, “Just a gift that keeps on giving…”
>CONTD.
