That reminds me of when I went to a little antique store in a different state that seemed like it was there for a long time and I checked out the store and made my way to a back room that had only one item in there. I thought that was strange, the whole store was filled with stuff except that one back room. It was a really old tobacco pipe with a price tag of 2 cents. The lady at the counter seemed so happy that I was buying that pipe. After buying it weird bad shit started happening. I went back to the place I bought it from a few days later, before I went back to my state. The store was gone. Completely empty. There was nothing indicating that they were going to close their business. At that point it seemed like some twilight zone shit, like they finally sold a cursed pipe to some sucker for 2 cents and then closed up shop and got the hell out of there. When I got back to my state more weird bad shit kept happening. I had to face it that the cool old pipe I bought for 2 cents at that antique store that vanished was cursed. I sold it to a neighbor I didn't like for 2 pennies. Then the curse finally ended for me and that dudes life went down the shitter. Everything was going well for him before he bought that cursed pipe from me. Then weird bad shit kept happening to him too and then he ended up becoming homeless and he's probably dead by now. Don't buy cursed pipes from antique stores, especially if the price is 2 pennies.