Chapter 1.1: One Foot in the Door
Somewhere in a town called Moodwayers…
“I’ve been scammed!” Was all Haven Cash could say when she arrived at the big, empty plot of land that was now her home.
The guy who sold it to her showed her pictures of an elegant house, built on stills upon the sea. It turned out that the house in the pictures was actually just the view from the empty lot.
“I was broke before I got here. Now, I’m broke and homeless!” Haven complained.
Thankfully, she got a job before making the big move to Moodwayers. She quickly phoned her new boss to find out if she could start working ASAP. Although it was Sunday, it was still only 8.am. A full day’s work would at least get her something to eat.
Haven’s job wasn’t that fancy. She got hired as an Amateur Entertainer after impressing the boss with her amazing musical abilities through a video.
When she got the job, she thought she had it all: a break into the industry, a house by the sea just big enough to build a lounge in the back, hands full of musical talent, and perfect looks with her flawless tan skin, brown eyes, and orange hair.
Sadly, the “house” part was still a lot of paychecks away.
Haven’s boss told her that work would only be available for her by Monday
“What am I supposed to do till Monday? Eat grass and sleep on my suitcases?”
Determined to get some cash, Haven decided to head to a lounge and play piano for tips. Although she was more of a guitarist, she didn’t own a guitar at the moment so any piano would do.
At that time of the day, the only audience was the bartender and she didn’t seem to care about Haven’s music or anything else actually.
11am came and still, there was no one. A guy came into the lounge but he was only there to work the next shift at the bar… and try impressing Haven with his bottle juggling tricks.
Haven wasn’t too bothered about the empty lounge or the annoying bartender. She got to brush up on her piano playing, plus she’s a bit of a loner, despite her musical skills and confidence on stage.
The piano playing wasn’t getting her any tips though so she left the bar in search of some other way to get money.
Moodwayers had a lot of lakes and rivers. There was a man renting out fishing rods by a river and the first hour was free so Haven gave it a shot.
She didn’t really know what she was doing but it was okay because no one who was fishing that day seemed like they had done it before.
Just like the piano playing, the time swept by and Haven wasn’t getting anywhere. A friendly lady, who also had no luck fishing, felt sorry for her, and so she made hotdogs for everyone on an outdoor grill.
All hope wasn’t completely lost. Haven found some frogs, stones and seeds by the lake that she could sell. She also found out why no one was catching any fish: A mound of wet soil was blocking their fishing lines from the water. Clearly the guy with the fishing rods was up to no good.
Making enemies with the locals wasn’t a good way to start her first day in town she ignored that little fact and went on with her treasure hunting elsewhere.
Some locals started scolding a man just for digging in a trashcan.