You pull the first card, and he smiles at you. You look at it, and
see a woman standing by a stream. She seems to be lookin at
her reflection,and confused but oddly comfortable. you can really
identify with the woman, you don't know why, but you feel a
kinship. During this time you've failed to realize that your
genitalia is ddisappearing, and your clothes have shifted into
more appropriate attire. You look up from the card, and the old
man has gone. All you can hear is his voice saying "Remember
sir! Every hands a winner, it's just what you make of it!"
You look at your female self, at your reflection in a stream
nearby. You are confused by what happenned, but you are oddly
comfortable.