A new girl to influence? Or a new girl to influence you?

"Oh my god...this is fucking BORING!" You think to yourself as you continue driving around the city. You swear, there is absolutely NOTHING here. You knew from your experiences living here that most major stores were in the nearby towns, but for a place to be this desolate? Why do people even bother living here? Better question, how do people live here? You think about rushing directly home and just giving up on this fruitless search when you pass by a shop that makes you stop the car immediately.

"The Stardust Cauldron"

It is a witchcraft shop. That is a genuine witchcraft shop, out in the middle of one of the many, many small storefronts that this city seems to have. Between all of the coffee shops, pizza places and random cultural cuisine places...there's just a fucking witchcraft shop right in front of you! You burst out laughing, knowing in your mind now that you just have to go in there just to see if it even is a real storefront or if someone put the sign up to fuck with people. Parking the car as quick as you can without crashing into the...three other cars parked in this lot that clearly could support much more than that meager amount, you briskly walk to the shop and as you enter, you feel a puff of smoke suddenly hit you in the face and the sound of a dull, deep ringing plays signaling your arrival.

"Hi!" You hear, frightening you as soon as you finally clear your eyes of the smoke as standing before you is a woman with way too big of a smile to be working here. As she looks at you with the excited smile, you go to walk into the store and she gasps. "A customer! Hi hi hi hi hi come in, come in! Sorry, this place doesn't get much traction around here because of all the other stupid things surrounding it but I swear that we're not just a phony shop, we have some real trinkets and spells here I promise on my mother's grave!" She blurts out excitedly, barely breathing. To be fair, you're barely breathing as well, both due to the smoke and due to your brain trying to keep up with her words as they come out of her mouth at a mile a minute. "A talkative one, she is..." You think to yourself, and she just smiles wider. "Yeah, I know I can be a bit talkative but it's just something that has always been with me my entire life!" She says, and you **** once more. Did she just...there's no way. That can't be what actually happened.

Suddenly, your hand is grabbed as she leads you through the store which somehow looks much, much bigger than it did on the outside, and practically drags you into a backroom where you see a tarot reading setup that looks much more professional than this...eccentric girl could pull off. As she sits you down however, and she takes a seat across from you, you finally speak up. "I-I'm sorry but...what the hell even is this? I had come in here because I thought it was funny to see this place in between all the other "unique" shops around, and yet it looks..." you trail off, unsure how to complete that sentence, and the girl busts out laughing. "Oh, I know! I know all about that...why do you think I was laughing when I saw your car stop in the parking lot?" She asks, and you once again need to stop and check your own reality. There was not a single window in this shop, and yet she could see the car? "What the hell is this woman?"

As you ask yourself this question, the woman is currently shuffling said deck of tarot cards in front of you, keeping the grin on her face as she sets them down with a final cut. "So, what question do you got for the deck to answer?" She asks, and your mind stutters. "What?" You retort with, and she giggles. "No, silly! Don't ask me a question, ask the deck a question! Any question, just..." She stops, and you feel as if the energy in her body, and the room, is drained away suddenly, "Keep them open-ended. You wouldn't want to be a side character in your own life, would you?" She asks with a menacing aura, and you instinctually take a sharp breath from it. Your mind begins to race about what to ask, what to question, when something comes to mind immediately and you can't stop yourself from asking it out loud.

"What is my life going to be like with these powers at my disposal?"