[ she gives her another smile before she steps up to the fortune teller, pausing thoughtfully. ]
What happened to this city?
[ what, it's probably a question everyone who stepped out of that train has.
the machine does nothing for one long moment before it whirs into life. the slip of paper it releases is blank, not even a single vague fortune to give them an idea or distort their current theories. ]
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What happened to this city?
[ what, it's probably a question everyone who stepped out of that train has.
the machine does nothing for one long moment before it whirs into life. the slip of paper it releases is blank, not even a single vague fortune to give them an idea or distort their current theories. ]
... Well, it was worth a shot.