A big gun and more.

Pulling the little door open you find another duffel bag, this one much dustier, green, and looking like something out of war, a long tube like shape with drab green handles and a single zippered compartment. Taking it out you are again reminded that you aren't all that strong as the bag is sort of heavy, or at least there is something somewhat heavy inside. Pulling the zipper your eyes are instantly drawn to a double barrel shotgun. “Holey crap.” Next to it is a white cardboard box that has 12 gauge buckshot stamped on it as well as the number 20. Under this is a yellow envelope that is tied shut with a string. The only other thing in the bag is 7 bundles of money that are each maybe 100 or so bills that are each tied with a very old looking rubber band. Sadly by the look of it they are all one dollar bills, and the dates on the bills you can see are from the forties. “That is so weird.” Pulling open the envelope you find a note and a little paper card that turns plastic the second you touch it with a little flash of blue light causing you to drop it on the floor.

Turning your attention to the note it reads, “I can't believe I am actually writing this. Okay. The gun is to get you out of here. They are most likely coming for you right now. The money is tainted, but if you can take it to a casino you can stuff it into a machine, then cash out, the new cash will be clean. If you don't clean it anything you buy with it will also be tainted and they can use it to track you. The little card, which you will learn how to make just like I did so you can do this, is the only thing that can't be traced, it was made of magic so it is clean. If you see something glowing it is magic, blue is from man so not always evil, the rest are pretty much bad. Yellow is demons, red devils, green or black is usually witches or things from beyond but I haven't met any of those yet. Now go, get moving they are coming. Clean the money and when you can get somewhere or get something to speed up your movement ditch the gun and anything you buy with the money. You have a day at most before they will be all over you. Oh ya I also got a spell for you at the back of this page, it is one use so use it wisely, and quickly you don't want to be carrying around a spell like this till you know how to hide it. That's all I am allowed to say other than I went through all of this and came out fine, you can too.”

Flipping the paper over you can somehow tell that the odd writing on it is actually magic. When you cast it the next time you speak to someone, up to a five word phrase, they will absolutely believe what you say. You won't exactly know what they will do only that they will believe you. You read over the magic over and over and get the feeling that you know what it says, then sort of a feeling, as if someone inside you or inside of the paper is talking asks you if you wish to transfer the magic. “Yes.” When you say it the paper bursts into flames and is consumed completely, yet when you close your eyes you can now see them clear as day. “Cool.”

Reaching down you pick up the plastic card and take a look. It is a New York drivers license. It says your name is Paige Devka, you are 19 and your birthday is on December 21nd. It also says you are 5'3” and 105lbs. You are also listed as having blonde hair and blue eyes. Yet as you look at it closely you can see a few things pop up that are wrong, aren't they? In the picture you have some kind of stud like piercing between your eyebrows, a little stud in both nostrils and one in the center of your lower lip. It also says you are required to wear glasses to drive. On the positive side you can now legally drive anything on two or four wheels even a big truck, well as big as they get with only four wheels. “But I don't wear glasses.” Sadly as you look up after saying that the world seems to blur ever so slightly till it is just a bit out of focus.

“Gotcha.” You head a gruff male voice say followed by an evil laugh. “How do you like my gift. I could feel the magic taking form and twisted it a bit. I know what you are and I know about the network trying to help the likes of you. Good luck gambling and cleaning up that gift now that you are only 19, oh ya and now that you can't see very well I am guessing I don't have nearly as much to worry about you shooting me either. I just wish I was a little faster It would have been fun to play with the other details as well.” A large but man shaped figure steps into view as he finishes talking.

Looking left and right you suddenly become aware of another thing, it is somehow the middle of the night, as if something he did pushed time forward or backward nearly half a day, unless he is just blocking the sun. Things close you can still see pretty well but the farther they are the more blurry. The only question now is...