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Chapter 13 by Cantalope Cantalope

Where does the ticker land?

Blue slice.

The ticker counts down menacingly, approaching but maybe not quite reaching one of the silver prizes. The crowd joins you in a collective breath as the ticker stretches over the last bar... it makes it! The crowd cheers and you can't hold back a victorious fist pump, "ladies and gentlemen we have a winner!" The announcer hands you your coin with a showman's smile and waves you off the stage and into the excited crowd. You see more than a few envious looks among those gathered, particularly the women, and you wonder if your winnings will make you any more popular.

"Do I have any other takers? You've seen what can be won and nobodies won the grand prize tonight... yet!"

With a round like that you're not surprised to see several hands fly into the air. This could be interesting, though maybe you shouldn't waste too much time here. You'd only seen a fraction of what the hall had to offer.

What's next?

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