Tarot

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Here's my second Ectober story! Enjoy!
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Danny was curious. He had heard of tarot cards before, even played with some before the accident, but he didn't know how they would work on a dead guy. So he asked Sam and Tucker to try using some on him.

Ha was disappointed. They were normal cards. Nothing weird about them. No death omens. Nothing that reacted to his ghostliness,

That is, until a few days later.

He decided to try again, but this time he was already transformed. He had just finished a fight with Ember, and when he mentioned the tarot cards non-weirdness to his friends yet again, they started complaining and saying that he should just try it again and see if he got different results.

So that's why all three of them were sitting around a deck of tarot cards. Danny was sitting across from Sam with Tucker at his side as they waited impatiently for Sam to finish readying the deck, with some help from Danny as needed.

"Come on, Sam, it's not that hard." Tucker whined as he waited for Sam to start. He was hungry, and Danny wouldn't let him go downstairs to get a snack lest he miss something important.

Sam finally finished with the deck and set them in front of Danny. "Okay, Danny. I want you to pick the three cards that draw you in the most."

Danny closed his eyes and drew his cards. He kept them closed until he heard Tucker whistle in surprise. "Dude, you're gonna wanna take a look at this.

Danny opened his eyes and in front of him sat three death cards.

Then he scooped them up, tossed them in their box, closed the box, and threw it out the window. He was so not dealing with this today.
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Not really sure about this one so tell me what you think.
~clarinetily

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