Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo

I'm sleeping here.

And then that day we decide to go to the Quarter, uh, the French Quarter, and we're in Madame Laveau's gift shop.

And I walk in, and, you know, it's kind of a creepy place, but it's touristy, but there's this, um, sign on the wall, you know, and it says something like, "Don't touch this area or you'll be cursed," you know, all kinds of stuff.

But they also have two displays, um, in the store, and one display is full of, like, what looks like African masks, and the other is Madame Laveau's desk.

And it has, like, some of her paperwork and, I don't know, like, artifacts, and they're just kinda neat to look at.

And I notice the guy standing in the back.

And I felt, like, the fingers grip around my leg, and the pressure of the hand slide up my leg.

So I ran out of there, and I never went back.