The Shop

>"You. Wink."

Sam:
"..."

Sam nails you on the arm.
You wonder how your shoulder's still in place.



Sam:
"...There'll be time for that later."

>"I broke a mirror then a horrible blob monster showed up. I think it might want our souls to pay for it. So, what did you find?"

Sam:
"Wait, hold up. Blob monster?"

>Nah. Although I think I bought a mirror, not quite sure.

>Have you seen the storeowner here? They seem a bit, eh. Shy.

>Don't really understand what language they were speaking either, but they seem to understand what I was saying at least.

Sam:
"I haven't seen anyone else in here but you and me...
Which actually is odd enough on its own. I think you may have been right about going in here..."

>I could talk about me forever, but what about you, have you found something cool. Or maybe something dumb.

Sam:
"Well, I did find this neat mask...
But maybe we should leave?"



Sam heads for the door.
It doesn't open.

Sam:
"So uh. Door's locked."