[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Garden City Bedroom[/center][hr]

Josephine fanned herself while she sat in her bedroom at the corner table. She cracked open the window that overlooked the outside city and listened to the sounds coming from it while she read over the script of her next movie. She never imagined she would find herself in Egypt of all places. Sure, she wanted to be a seasoned traveler, but she expected more romantic cities like Paris, Rome, or London. However, having spent a small amount of time in Egypt, she found herself liking the city a lot. Though nowhere near as modern as Hollywood back home, she was not without some luxuries. The people didn't recognize her all the time, and she was somewhat thankful for that as she wanted to keep a low profile while the heat back home died down. However, it was getting boring with no one wanting to see her, no fans screaming or cheering. And this heat was something else entirely.

The weirdest thing though was that vivid dream. She had weird dreams before, but not one that continued to play in her head over and over. At first she assumed the stress of everything was getting to her, but after it continued she wasn't so sure. It was so real what she saw. It wasn't like it was a bad dream, but she couldn't help but feel a bit tense at the thought of it. She barely got any sleep. Not that she ever needed much anyway, but some would be nice.

She set the script down with a sigh. She wanted to do something fun, something to get her mind off of that dream. Maybe she would take in a show or go to a bar or something. Did they have bars here? Surely they wouldn't be without alcohol? She got up from her chair and picked up her handbag that had her essentials. She double checked just to be sure. Her money, make-up, perfume, and of course her grandfather's gun. One mustn't be too careful, after all. She thought about her grandfather, she missed him terribly, but perhaps he would come visit.

With a broad sweep of the room, she exited and made her way downstairs and decided she would go get something to eat first.