He turns back to face me and I immediately drag out my dagger placing it in front of his throat. Unfortunately for me, he thought to do the same with his own silver dagger.
He looks in my eyes and smirks. "Well won't you look at that?" He says, not...
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While walking around, I suddenly get hungry and realize I left my bag before I fell in. Luckily for me, I did have my pouch of coins tied to my belt so I can try and find something.
It's now been a couple hours, but the sun is still out. I made it to a small shop and went in. Immediately I spot a rack with magazines, plushies, and sweets.
Further in there's coffee machines, more candy, and drink in the back walls where it's kept cool.
I grab a tuna sandwich wrapped in something clear and an apple juice.
"Good evening," the man behind the counter says. "Is that all?" He asks while scanning my food.
Do I need more? Okay.
I turn to my side and see a bag of seeds. Are these edible? I grab the bag and show him.
"What's this?" I ask. He looks between the bag and me.
"Pistachios." He deadpans. I look at the bag and see the word PISTACHIOS written in bold green.
I throw the bag on the counter and he scans it. "Your total is $8.36." He places my food in a bag and hands it to me. I heard the number three in there, so I took out three silver coins and threw them on the table.
"Thank you!" I rush and leave the building. I'm starving. I take a seat on a random bench near rows of buildings. Looks like a village. I take my food out of the bag, cross one leg over the other, and begin to eat while looking around.
There are a few people walking around. A bald man wearing a suit walks past me, rolling a bag with wheels on the ground while screaming into a tiny box. Another person has his hands stuffed into his hoodie watching the ground as he walks. He has a tiny white thing hanging from his ear. Ear plugs? Maybe he doesn't like people.
A lady walks out of a building with a cup of coffee in one hand, files in the other, and a small box pressed against her ear and shoulder. She looks unhappy.
Now that I think about it. Everyone looks unhappy.
'Maybe they're sad because they're powerless humans.' Celeste mutters.
'Probably.' I nod, taking a sip of my apple juice.
I take out the bag of pistachios and open it. Taking one out and it looks like a half open seed with something inside. I plop it in my mouth. Gods, it's difficult to eat.
'Spit it out.' Celeste cringes. I spit it out next to me.
'Why is it so hard?' I ask. I take another one out of the bag. People choose to break their teeth?
"Help!" I hear a female voice scream.
I put the pistachios back in the bag with my half drank apple juice and took it with me. I walk around the building and see a dark alleyway. It has drawings of different color lines on the walls and a huge green box of garbage. Further down I see three guys. Two of them are leaning against the wall laughing and the other guy is yanking a woman's bag and dashing off to the others.
