Synopsis

He sought answers from a seer, a woman rumored to glimpse the threads of fate. The request came with a peculiar stipulation: a gift certificate from Grace. He found her in a dimly lit parlor, the air thick with incense and the scent of old paper. The fortune teller herself was…distracted. Her gaze drifted, her pronouncements tumbling out in disjointed phrases that felt unnervingly intimate. He left reeling, the echoes of her words clinging to him like cobwebs. Meanwhile, Grace wrestled with a