My Favorite Mistake

Then, she realized that someone was next to her. He was an old man, perhaps in his sixties, rather nondescript. "Would you like to share my fries and hot dogs?" he asked.

Stacy was grateful. "Thanks," she said. "You're very kind." As she wolfed down the food, the man whispered, "Princess, I must speak with you."

Stacy was startled and confused. At first, she felt worried that this man was insane. Of course she wasn't princess of anything! And yet...

She felt strange memories rising in her mind, memories of having adventures in a strange fantasy world, going on quests and battling monsters, travelling with the noble knight Frederigo D'Honaire...

Stacy shook the memories out of her mind. This was ridiculous. Fred McGuire, noble? He was the least noble person she knew! And yet, there was something about these strange memories that couldn't be dismissed... Was the old man's insanity somehow spreading to her? Was he just a figment of his imagination? Or could there be something to what he said?

1. Stacy continues to listen to the old man.
2. Stacy runs like hell from the old man.
3. Their conversation is suddenly interrupted by...

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