One fine day, you wander from the city to take a rest in a meadow near a gently flowing stream. Finding a comfortable shade tree, you lay down and let the sound of singing birds and babbling water wash from your mind the clutter and clatter of the city. A breeze brings you the scent of the open land as you sink into a dream.

Suddenly a shrill sound like a scream pulls you to your feet. You see before you a swirling maelstrom. Increasing in size, it begins to near you, pulsing  as if to grab and pull you near. Just as it is about to touch you it suddenly shrinks and fades. Then with a bright flash, it disappears, dropping a shiny object to the ground.

Cautiously, you approach the object. It is a gold cross with a ring on top. Carefully you pick it up. It is an "Ankh". Suddenly there is a flash of light and a covered wagon appears.

Slowly you approach the back of the wagon. Through a gap in the covering you see a lone figure. "Please, enter," the figure says with a wave of his hand. With some apprehension, you enter the wagon. "I see you have found the Ankh, the symbol of life and resurrection," says the stranger, "It was by it I have been summoned." "Who are you?" you ask. "I am Hawkwind OSG, the fortuneteller," he replies, "I have been sent to guide you on your path." With those words he draws from beneath a cloth a set of cards. "Now choose your path."

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