A Telling Fortune
I thought it was a joke. It had to be, who would believe something as far-fetched as that? Let me backtrack a bit.
I was bored with nothing to do, so I called up my friend Ronald to see if he had any ideas. He suggested that we go down to the carnival which was set up in our local park and check out the fortune teller. Sounded like a good idea to me. What could possibly go wrong?
When we got there Ronald suggested that I go first. So I went into the tent that the medium had set up. I paid my $5.00 and sat down in front of this big crystal ball. I was told to look into it. What I saw was a crystal ball. Nothing else, that was until the medium handed me some tea to drink. Ronald had forewarned me that this would happen and there was nothing wrong with the tea, so I drank it. It was then that I started seeing pictures in the crystal ball. These pictures weren’t of me, though, but they might have been. It was very shadowy and the person I was looking at was shown only from the back. He was wearing a baseball cap like mine, but I couldn’t really tell who he was.
I followed the actions where the person went. I did recognize the street. The person turned down an alleyway and, there behind a stack of boxes, picked up a large gym bag. He then walked with his head down back to the carnival and placed the bag in the garbage can next to the fortune teller’s booth.
It was then that the images disappeared and I was looking at a blank crystal ball again.
“What was that?” I asked. I was about to tell the fortune teller what I saw when she hushed me and said I should never reveal what to her, my future, for it would taint the image.
So I left. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Ronald what I saw, but he convinced me it would be okay.
Ronald was a bit surprised, for when he went to the same fortune-teller last week, he had had a similar vision, only it was a different alleyway.
That’s when I decided it must be some joke, but Ronald told me that last week’s vision came true. So we decided to check it out. I should say Ronald suggested I check it out. He remembered something he forgot at home so didn’t come along.
I went to the alley and sure enough behind the stack of boxes, there was a gym bag. It was sealed shut and I could not find a way to open it. I started walking back to the carnival when I got the feeling that I was being followed.
My suspicions were confirmed when someone walked up to me and not too politely told me to follow him. He showed me a detective’s badge. It was then that I saw a police car in front of the fortune teller’s tent.
I was brought inside the tent where one of the detectives opened up the bag and found it filled with lots of cash and jewels. I denied any knowledge of its contents and explained what happened.
It appeared that this stash was part of a series of robberies that had happened over the past three weeks while the carnival was in town.
I was taken down to the station where I was questioned further. I was released but told that I would have to testify under oath at a trial and that they didn’t think that any charges would be filed against me.
As I left the station, I saw Ronald standing outside waiting.
“What the…?” I uttered.
Ronald looked at me and just shrugged his shoulders. We went home and didn’t mention it again.
I didn’t find out until much later that Ronald actually got paid as an informant in the robbery case and for setting me up as the dupe to catch the criminals. All I got was a day in court and thanks from our local police.
