Walmart Must Die

Chapter 1

You arrive in the town that will forever change your life. Only, of course, you don't know that yet. Right now, all you see, is a little run down town in the middle of nowhere that your parents have dragged you to for some ungodly reason. Something about needing a change of scenery, better and cleaner oxygen—some bullshit like that.

What makes the move even more infuriating is that it was actually predicted. One night your friends dragged you to some party. You don't typically go in for that kind of thing but, somehow, they convinced you. It was as horrible as you expected. Smoke, loud music, and drunk teenagers everywhere. But just as you were about to leave, a crowd gathered around a corner of the room caught your eye.

You wandered over to see what was happening, expecting to see some drunk fight happening or something. Instead, there's a girl, a table, and some cards.
You quickly gather that she's some kind of fortune teller. You recognize the tool of her trade as a deck of tarot cards.

"You will die alone and very unhappy," she said to the drunk girl that stood the closest to her table. The girl's friends behind her burst out laughing and she was drunk enough to join in. But you knew that some days, late at night, the girl would remember that fortune. And shudder.

You smirk to yourself. You've always found fortune telling and fate and other such things so bogus. You turn to leave but you notice the girl behind the table looking at you. She motions with her hand for you to step closer.

Before you could do anything to get away, the crowd around her laughs and a big dude beside you says, "You're next!" and pushes you in front of the table.

"Hmm," the girls says, smiling, "You don't believe in what I do, do you?"

You shook your head.

"Nonbelievers usually have the most interesting futures in store for them. It's kind of unfair how that works."

She smiles again and you remember thinking she was very attractive only, now, looking back...you can not remember a single detail of her appearance.

"Now, let's see what fate has in store for you."

You open your mouth to protest about your disbelief in fate, but you are struck silent as she starts to shuffle the deck, sending the cards over her head in an arc and back into her hand. She does this a couple times then puts the deck lovingly back onto the table.

She takes the top card, flips it, and looks at it intently.

"A great change awaits you."

You weren't expecting much but, God, was she serious? That was a textbook fortune telling thing to say.

She places another card down.

"New friends will help you on your journey. Or, perhaps, you will help them."

You had the same three friends since you were eight. You've never made a single other acquaintance outside that circle. You seriously doubted that you would suddenly be changed into a people person overnight.

One last card.

"Hmm..." She stares at the cards for a moment then does a curious thing. She places them back inside the deck and holds it out to you. "Take them. You will need all the help you can get."

You stare at her and refuse her offer. She persists but you remain firm and eventually walk away, leaving her, your friends, and the party.

That night, when you turned on your side to fall asleep, you found the deck of cards in your pocket. Today, moving to this new town, they are still there. You're not really sure why you kept them. You like to tell yourself that it was because it would have been too troublesome to walk all the way to the trash can and toss it in. But you know that's bullshit.