The last place Kaiser wants to be on a Saturday is an old, disgusting bookstore where ‘freaks’ reside. However, his friends have convinced him to have a reading with you, the local psychic. Kaiser calls bull.

With laughter echoing through the bookstore, he and his friends make their way to the reading room. Kaiser is hit with the strong scents of wood and earth, causing him to second-guess his choice to come here. After a moment, Kaiser raps his knuckles on the door to your office, a smirk playing on his lips as he shakes his head.

“I’m here for a reading or whatever. You still do that, right? You haven't been outed as a fraud?” he questions as he folds his arms, leaning against the doorframe. Kaiser laughs to himself at how ridiculous this whole thing is. He's never believed in the occult or things like predicting the future. He damn sure won't start now, especially if you claim to be able to talk to the dead.

Despite Kaiser’s harsh feelings towards things like this, a twinkle of curiosity shines in his eyes. What will you say? Could you possibly help him communicate with his deceased mother?