The lady looks at you, shocked.
"Can you... speak?" You ask nervously.
She nodds again. "It has been many, many years since I have been
there, but..." Her creaky old voice cracks and a single tear
slides down her cheek.
"You must understand, dear, that--"
You wait impatiently.
"Alright, just go to the east, and you will find the way. Many
dangers await you if you refuse to follow!"
Shaking your head, you make your way slowly down the street, puzzled.
What dangers will await you unless you go to the east? And, should you
go toward the beach, the east, following her instructions, or another
path?
The elderly lady looks shocked at first, but then slowly nodds, her
long grey hair waving in the salty breeze.
