The Great and Powerful

     From my hotel room window, I could spot out a oversized billboard with his face on it:Dante, the Great and powerful fortuneteller.
  I absent-mindedly quickly looked around the room for a yellowbook or a phone book (normally every hotel should have one in the room) i finally found one and I turned the 1951 pages of the phone book. Tossing the pages back and forth until I came across a city map.
    Sipping my glass of wine, I ran my fingers along the streets from the hotel to the fortune hall. Not more than a half-hour walk. I thought if it's a waste of money.
     I them glanced up at the clock. The sessions start in 2 hours. Plenty of time! I gulp the last three sips of my wine, hopefully it doesn't effect me to become drunk and hoped in the shower.
     As I called my friend I said “I'm going to a fortune teller, to get some fortune, you are all welcome to join me”
     They were acting weird that day so I ended up going alone wit didn't bother me at all. Not long after my shower I was heading outside my hotel, I’m was on my way to the session, carrying a fancy black Michael Kors tote, a very nice pair on sunglasses protection my pupils, and a genuine smile.?     The billboard looked even more impressive from outside. The Great Dante's eyes seem to be glancing through me. I shivered and walked faster. I felt like a child about to open her birthday presents.?     The corridors where very dark like as if it was 12 midnight. When I came in; the login sheet was very short and had begun 2 mins before my arrival. I made my way to the corner of the room and sat patiently. Just as the door opens, I felt a vibe.
     "Gabby, I feel like someone is going to take a lot of energy out of me today" said a older gentleman in a half-whispered voice.
     "I'm in town for the college fare, but I just couldn't miss your session."
     I gave him a quick entrance and sat down immediately some time Into the session I felt like I was talking to a medium. Surprisingly I didn't want to leave him with misunderstanding. I settle down in the darkness, and the man placed his palms flat on the table.
     Quickly, that quick he sensed something. “Do you have a boyfriend that physically abused you” spoke the gentleman.
     I couldn't respond so I nodded my head yes. But I stopped just as he was thinking.
     “Are you a fortune teller or are you like a medium?” I asked confused as all hell.
     He simply replied “I'm a person but my career is as a medium, I thought you knew that.”
  So the remaining time i started to get vibes and a little freaked out this ended up to be the best day of my collage fare trip.