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Chapter 3 by earpsrhot earpsrhot

What's next?

She's chosen

Weird stuff happened in Purgatory. Her girlfriend's sister shot revenants with a magic gun, said revenants made an undead home while being unable to walk outside a triangle of land, and on top of that there were so many stories about creatures other than revenants in the town.

The point is, Nicole was used to weird.

That didn't mean she expected to wake up with a stranger in a long dark hooded robe standing over her bed. She struggled out from under the covers, reaching for the gun she kept in a safe by her bed.

The woman was chanting something in a language she didn't know. She didn't especially want to ask. She pulled her gun out and pointed it at her.

"You. Get out," Nicole said.

"Chosen one," she said softly.

Nicole clicked the safety, glowering. Home invasion by a weirdo, it didn't look like anything had been stolen, and it wasn't like she'd been attacked, the stranger was just standing over her. Nothing... seemed different, though there was an odd, sweet smell in the room.

Well they were in a hooded robe chanting, it was probably incense, that suited the whole look.

"I'm going to give you until the count of three," Nicole said. "Leave now."

"Yes, oh chosen one," she said.

What was that about? She watched, slightly confused, as the woman left her house as peacefully as she'd apparently broken in. Nicole took note of a strange design on the back of the woman's cloak.

That was... weird...

Nicole sniffed. And the strange smell wasn't going away. If she focused she could make out familiar notes, something like strawberries, maybe chocolate too. What a way to start the day.

Well it was about the time she'd normally wake up. Nicole sighed, getting to her feet before changing into her uniform for the day. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she could probably blame that on her rude awakening. She tugged on her top, feeling it itch slightly, was her bra folded or something? She pinched it, wondering why her top felt so uncomfortable.

Hopefully her day would improve. Trying to put the discomfort out of her mind, she went out to work. She was several minutes away before she noticed the strange strawberries-and-chocolate smell wasn't going away.

What does Nicole do next? Does anything unexpected happen?

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