You stumble upon a fortune teller. It's a weird kind of a witch specimen that tells future with the help of her magic and calls herself "the human magic 8 ball". The curiosity gets you and you decide to take a gamble. Everything goes relatively smoothly, you ask your questions and receive funny, nonsensical, sometimes even humiliating answers. When you receive the answer to your last question, you get ready to leave but the fortune teller stops you with a proposition. Not minding to droll at the witch's sexy legs, you agree only to your own disadvantage.