You ignore the booth and walk past it. You walk out the village and down to the lake.
This would be perfect to get some fish... You think to yourself.
You set down on a rock and start fishing. Soon it is almost night and you, being the master fisherman, caught nothing.
About to give up you toss your rod into the lake once more.
Then their was a tug! FOOD FINALLY! You thought to yourself.
You tug as hard as you can until something jumps out of the water and lands Infront of your feet.
It was... It WAS!...
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