9.11.1 A cursed city.

Being experienced in the little dream games Jester played with Farhad before. It didn't take long before he adapted to this odd experience he found himself in. "Who am I?" These were the thoughts that Farhad kept to himself. 

Putting on the act of an expert, he left the house followed by a few guards that the original body had employed before Farhad's arrival. 'It's an odd feeling.' From the words, the clothes, the faces. Everything appeared so alien. 

Even in a town as big as this, there was hunger and poor virtually everywhere. Poor who looked at him with fear in their eyes. 'But I should keep it to myself.' It Was Farhad's original thought when he noticed an even odder existence in the majority of the surrounding public.

They all carried faint traces of curses on them. Even if they were not suffering from one, it wouldn't be odd for them to catch them or even birth them out of nowhere. Making him wonder, just what kind of place it was.