You pick were at a garage sale when you seen an old book, out of curiosity you picked it up and bought it.

When you got home, you held the book in your hands. Your thumb ran over the design, before you opened it.

A flash of light made you squeeze your eyes shut as you felt you were about to be blown away by wind.

Suddenly, you were knocked to the ground, a weight on top of you. You groaned, looking up to see a woman with red hair dangling on each side of you.

“What the fu-“