[h1][b][color=007236][center]Wolfgang Kasimir O' Conor[/center][/color][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Supermarket
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Cashier, The Delivery Man[/center][hr]

Wolfgang was in his local supermarket, buying food for the week ahead. This was one of his weekly tasks, unless he wanted to starve for the week. Since he lived on his own, all of the chores that would regularly be spread out across the household fell upon him. Wolfgang couldn't wait to have children, he was sure that he'd love to have them because they'd be his own family, but also because then he could make them do the shopping.

Wolfgang strolled through the aisles, picking things that he needed. Alcohol? Check. Coffee? Check. He had all of the essentials. So he went to the cashier.

"Guten Tag," said the blonde cashier, who began scanning his items, "Guten Tag," Wolfgang replied. Whilst the cashier scanned his items, Wolfgang noticed that there was a black, expensive looking sedan, perhaps a BMW. He was sure that he had seen it a couple of times on his walk to the shops, but dismissed it.

"Entschuldigen Sie!" Wolfgang turned his head to the cashier, who had packed all of his bags and was waiting for him to pay. "€12.97, bitte."

"Entschuldige bitte, dass ich es vergessen habe" he apologised to the cashier, as he handed over €13, and collected his change. Just as Wolfgang left the check out, he saw a man get out of the black sedan. Wolfgang put his free had over his pistol. Thankfully, Wolfgang had been granted a Waffentragbewilligung a couple of months ago, as he was worried about rising tensions. Wolfgang and the man almost walked into each other at the doors, and the man, who was in a black suit, spoke to Wolfgang.

"Hello," the man said, surprising Wolfgang that he was speaking in English.

"Yes?" Wolfgang replied, now speaking in English also.

"I have something for you," the man told Wolfgang before giving him a box, walking away back to his car and driving off.

"Hey!" Wolfgang called, but the man wouldn't stop or turn around. Wolfgang opened the box, and was very surprised to see what was inside.

[color=gold][i]Congratulations!
		You are one of the lucky few that was picked to be the winner of this prestigious tour! You leave on March 14th from your city and will arrive in Paris on the 15th. There you will meet the rest of the winners at the Saint James Paris! You're accommodations are completely provided! Travel, fares, food, all are covered. On the 17th you will disembark from Paris on the legendary Orient Express for a tour of Europe and into the Carpathian Mountains! We cannot wait to see you, anything you need will be provided. A Black Status Card has provided for you to purchase anything you might need. I look forward to meeting you on the Orient Express.

	Sincerely,
	    Your Provider[/i][/color]

"My God!" Wolfgang said under his breath. He then realsied that he'd be able to do the travelling that he had wanted to do for a while. Surely his boss would give him a couple of weeks off for his hard work, right?