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Then, under its own power, a finger on the monkey's paw slowly curled.

"What the fuck?" Emma tossed the paw away from her and back onto the ground. She laughed nervously. "There's no way that was real, right? Probably some animatronic. Yeah, that's it." She didn't sound sure. She started to bend down to pick back up the claw when her phone got a ping, then another, then another. The device wouldn't stop chiming. "Who is texting me of all people?" She pulled out the phone. A bunch of unknown numbers dominated her notifications tabs. Most just had attached images but the texts she could see were a sea of "hey's" and "how you doing's."

"But no one knows me and Malik broke up?" Suddenly a woman came down the path Emma was standing in the middle of. Emma stepped to the side. "Oh, sorry." The woman immediately turned on her heel at the sound of Emma's voice.

"Wait, it's you!" She shouted at Emma. The woman looked to be Emma's age. Her hair was in a blonde bun and she wearing sunglasses. Even through her sunglasses though, Emma could tell she was furious. She clutched her purse tight with one hand and held an iced coffee in the other. The hand with the iced coffee was shoving a finger in Emma's flustered face. "You're the bitch who stole my precious Tony away from me." The hand that was on the woman's purse moved to tap her heart.

"What?" Emma said, confused. The woman ripped off her sunglasses with her perfectly manicured hands, revealing icy blue eyes.

"Oh don't act like you don't know me, you skank!"

The woman took the top off her cup. Before Emma could tell what was going on, the woman took one fluid motion and threw the entire contents of her drink into Emma's face. Emma was left blinded and sputtering. Before she could rub the coffee out of her eyes, the beige blob in her view that was the woman turned back around and left Emma to her soaked clothes and uproaring phone.

"What was that?" Emma shouted.