You hear movement behind the glass and out pops your ID. "sign the line" the annoying voice says passing out a feather pen. You pick it up and write your name in the line and saw the ink glow red. That's weird... Hearing a hum behind you and then a hand touched your shoulder. You gasp only to see the tour guide, she wore fuzzy pointy fox ears on top of her head and spoke in a silly tone. "Ok girl now your bags will be tooken care of and here's your room key" she puts it in your hand "now I told you the sites where you wanna go?"
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