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He looks at it, with a surprised look. "This is a written language I have not seen for a long time. I do believe it is...yes, it is." He looks at me, with wide eyes. "This scroll is written in Tralbart, an ancient language that was estimated to be 100,000 years old. I barely know the language, as it is considered a dead language, but I'll try my best to decipher it."
He carries the scroll to my work desk, and grabs a piece of paper and a pen. Due to his memory issues, he
"Ngh... what happened?" Paul asked drowsily, as his levels revert back to normal. I read the message out loud to him,
''"To whomever read this message, you are cursed. Like an non-consensual marriage, you cannot leave from Paul Blart, as he will always follow you. However, there is a way to break free from the curse. To be lifted from the curse of Blart, one must kill the person who gave the curse. You have twenty-four hours, otherwise the curse will last forever. Good luck."''[[Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE]]▼
▲''"To whomever read this message, you are cursed. Like an non-consensual marriage, you cannot leave from Paul Blart, as he will always follow you. However, there is a way to break free from the curse. To be lifted from the curse of Blart, one must kill the person who gave the curse. You have
I look at Paul, "24 hours?" He looks at his silver wristwatch. 12:57 AM. "We have 23 hours and 3 minutes to break this curse."
I fall down to my knees, with anxiety circulating my mind. All of these events, Paul Blart in my home, the curse, all of it...it is too much for me to handle. What do I do? What do I do...?
Wait. Eureka, I conceived an idea. I sprang up with resilience, and looked for the bootlegged DVD.
"Coral, or whatever your name is...what are you doing?" I hurry back with the DVD in my right hand. "It took me a while, but I figured out a way to find the man who brought the curse on me." I hand Paul the DVD. "Now, I got this movie at a Goodwill for a dollar. We need to go in there and find out who donated that DVD. The reason being is because I believe that it was the ''bootlegged DVD'' that got me cursed, and by watching it today, I got cursed. Therefore, if we find the person who donated and/or made the bootleg, we will punish him."
Paul looked at me with contempt. "You know that is illegal, right? Breaking in to find out information and murdering someone?"
I sighed with frustration with the timer running in my mind. "Alright, alright, alright. We will wait till tomorrow, when they open, and we ask them to find out who donated this, and then we'll give the person justice, alright?" Paul nods, "Alright. I'm game."
Ryan comes back with all of his stuff packed up, "If you don't need me anymore, I'll be heading on my way back tonight. Goodnight, all."
With the plan in mind, Paul and I sleep for the night.
== Chapter 4: The Nightmare ==
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