A Toxic Romance

Tourist Attraction

(Not A Bad Choice...)

Smiling at my decision, I quickly booked it over to the overloaded shop and ducked behind a long row of leaflets and books.

I was unfortunately well lit while in the row, but any line of sight from the waiting room to here was happily blocked by the many number of shelves between me and it.

We've made a good decision today, Jason. A very good decision indeed!

...oh no.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a very terrifying, angry mare flying into the waiting room. Her eyes were red from obvious crying, which made me feel like shit. But her very sharp teeth put away any notion of running over and apologising.

Okay, I think I'm well hidden here. Nightmare hasn't even looked in my direction, but if she does decide to come and investigate then I'd be rather fucked. I've got nowhere to run to here, the rows are too close to one another.

What do I do?

Stay where you are and hope that Nightmare doesn't investigate, but know that if she does she will almost certainly find you.

Try to creep out and avoid her line of sight, maybe by throwing a penny or something to distract her.