Trent Williams was strolling down the street. His day had been the same as yesterday. And the same as the day before that as well. He was tired of the same old schedule, he wanted something new. Turning the corner, he saw a new store.
Entering, he found a vast store filled with many items that he couldn't have imagined.
"Hello."
A small, gentle voice echoed from his left. A tiny old man sat behind a counter on a tall, wooden stool.
"How can i help you?"
"Hello. I'm just looking. Thanks anyway."
The old man smiled before handing a piece of paper to Trent.
"Take a map. It's easy to get lost. I hope you find that 'new' something your looking for."
Trent was wierded out by the old man's knowedge of his inner thoughts. But this was definetly new.
He thanked the man before heading off...