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[he sits back up, holding the marble Graey had given him to hold on to]

Mmm . . . none of mine have been that bad, but I've seen some be like that for others.

'Nother pal o' mine said her first one scared her off takin' the rest, but... can't help but be curious.

[ Holding up the sack for him to drop it into. ]

That's why I kept goin' with 'em.

[drops it in] Makin' it a surprise?

Ain't like I know what's in 'em anyway. Don't matter the order, I reckon.

[ He does take out the snowglobe though, holding it up. ]

This is the one I saw... Saw a lil version of me who was found in the wild and grew up in the country. Raised by a couple folks who found me, 'long with all the other kids they found.

Damn beautiful place. Weird part was, my folks were named Nick and Graey.

[man, keeping a straight face when people tell him about their visions sure is difficult]

Seriously?

That's some coincidence.

It's fuckin' weird.

Still ain't sure how ta feel 'bout it.

I mean, 'least it ain't the bad kind of weird.

[kind of. Sort of. But he isn't saying that]

Here's hopin' there ain't a bad kinda weird ta be had.

[ Just kinda. Shakes around his sack like he's pulling a name out of a hat to volunteer. ]

Rose has got one more of mine, but I reckon I can get it from 'em later.

Ain't gonna say nothin' 'bout that, don't wanna jinx ya.

[nods to the bag] 'Sides the one Rose got an' the snowglobe, s'all of 'em?

Yup... Might've been good I never got 'round ta handin' out the rest o' them.

Might be, yeah. 'Least they ain't all like the marble, n' now ya know it's comin' when ya touch it.

Yeah... got y'all ta thank fer the fair warnin' t'be honest.

Mhm.

. . . I oughta warn ya before ya get goin', though. Might start feelin' different after the third one.

Can't explain it too well, but you'll know what I mean when ya look at it.