FUCK ITS OLD MAN HENDERSON HIT THE DECK VACATE THE AREA MOVE, GIRL!
Who?
We should get a copy of the Necronomnomnomicon.
Anyway, subtle threat aside, lets go into the bookstore and purchase a copy of the Necronomnomnomicon, as well as anything else that provides information on a wide variety of mythologies. Pay normally.
Since you don't know who this 'Henderson' character is (and you're certain you would remember someone like that), you enter the store. You
certainly don't see anything remotely threatening around here. After some searching, you locate S.K Loathbuild's magnum opus: The Necronomnomnomicon! This hefty tome provides information on creatures from horror stories, fairy tales, and a few miscellaneous cryptids.
It also lives up to its name with a few recipes! There's nothing like a good Lone Pine Mountain Devil Kebab after a long day of monster fighting.
Pay for it by writing x30 on a dollar bill and telling the cashier to keep the change.
You pay with normal money (
-$30!). You can only break the laws of physics with numbers, not change monetary systems!
You would look for more wells of knowledge to peruse, but dusk is coming! You'd better find a place to stay before night falls; it's not good to be caught outside without scoping out the area first.
You parked in an alley a bit down the street from the bookstore, and left all your weapons except your hidden kris in the car to avoid suspicion from other patrons. You turn into the alley and... oh, dear.
A tussle with the forces of darkness approaches! What do you do?