You hesitate, but you hate to see the child so upset. You give her your talisman.

“Wow! That’s cool. What is it?”

“I’m not sure, to tell you the truth. A witch sold it to me. She said it will help with my bad knee.”

“Thank you so much!” The yuda tucks it in somewhere under her wing. “You know, I can tell the future.”

“Wow!” you feign surprise. You’re not stupid. You’ve read your WWA Guide to Monsters. “Any future?”

“No. Just how you’ll die. And only if it will happen soon.”

“Fascinating. Am I going to die soon?”

To your horror, the monster hesitates. “I don’t think so. Unless…”

“Unless what?” you ask, your heart hammering in your chest.

“Unless you go down Lale Street. Then you might be in trouble.”

“Thanks,” you say, and you rush out of there. The yuda’s prophecy has rattled you, and besides, the smell is starting to get unbearable.