Call on the Lord to save you.
From Create Your Own Story
You've always believed in a just and caring God. Now is the time to put your beliefs to the test.
"In the name of the Lord, stop this atrocity!" you yell out, with all the volume you can muster. "We have done nothing wrong! Do not let two innocent young girls be put to death!"
The Priest walks up to within a foot of you. "How dare you call on God to save you, you witch!" he snarls. "You are a tool of Satan!"
"You are the one committing a mortal sin," you reply, your voice icily cold. "Murdering two innocent girls? I'm sure the Devil will be most happy to claim your soul, you hypocrite."
Your voice isn't the only thing that's cold. A chilling breeze is whipping through the square, and there are dark thunderclouds overhead. Wasn't it a sunny morning a few minutes ago?
"No more talking!" the Priest snarls. "Die, witch!" He reaches for a lit torch.
Before he can light the woodpile, the heavens open. Rain pours down, putting out all the lit torches. "If you want us to live, Lord, give us a sign!" you shriek.
A massive lightning bolt comes down, incinerating the Priest. The crowd is stunned. Suddenly, there's a mob scene. All the people who had been leading the call for you and your partner to die are literally torn apart by the crowd, as they suddenly turn against the idea of killing you.
You know you'll never be in trouble again. Word of this will get around. With luck, others like you in other cities and towns will be spared the wrath of the mob.
"The Priest's church is destroyed!" someone shouts. "The lightning torched it!"
"Good thing we spared them," someone else says, pointing at you and your partner. "I can't believe we let that evil demon in religious garb lead us to the brink of destruction. But he's gone back to Hell now."
When all is settled, you and your partner are guided back to your booth. The skies have cleared as suddenly as they clouded up, and the warm sunlight dries you off quickly.
"Matchmakers, are you?" comes the gentle voice of a young man. The young woman beside him is smiling. "Can you help us?"
You look at the herbs. "I certainly can."
Your partner gives you a smile. She leans over and whispers, "You're my perfect match."
You whisper back, "I love you."
