Snippet #2716508

Amber was in luck today, though it was hard to say if it was good or bad, because a friend of hers who'd gone off to college last year came back to see her briefly. It wasn't the longest possible hangout (Marla said she was tired, and Olivia's parents were really strict) but it was still definitely the fine-pointed end to a good day. She'd met some new people, been with the ones she knew already, and, more importantly than she even knew....

Found out about this blacksmith's shop. She wasn't expecting to come across it in the evening (indeed, she might have forgotten about it the next day), but there it was, just a little ways down the road from her. Amber figured it was probably closed, but she might take a peek inside if she had a good opportunity. She wasn't quite sure what to expect (where would they make weapons? Would they even make weapons? It's not like people here would have much of a use for them...) but it was about the level and kind of unexpectedness she was best suited to. She wouldn't have to buy anything, after all.

She drove down a bit further, and as she approached it, she noticed it actually was open still. She pulled over, and looked in for a second. On the one hand, she figured it'd still be there in the morning, and she hadn't made any plans to go in, but on the other...she didn't know what. There was almost a pull she felt from the store.

She didn't like that, but it worked. She got out of the car, and walked in.

"Hello?"