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To put it simply, you are so confused. This creep Gordon is just in your house with his weird pendulum, and...that popular bitch Carter Wallace is under his spell for some reason.
"Ah, it seems you are a little lost, dear," says Gordon, noticing your puzzled expression. "I'm sorry, but it is best if you don't remember the changes."
"Changes? What changes?" You ask, frazzled. "I just want to know what the hell is going on here!"
Gordon ignores your plea and turns back to Carter.
"Carter, you will no longer resist my suggestions."
Immediately, you notice Carter slump forward slightly, the last bit of life drained from her eyes and face. "I...will no longer resist your suggestions..." she mumbles weakly. You know Carter doesn't have an issue with a man calling the shots (being such a pick me girl) but this was just weird.
"Good girl. Now Carter...you're forty years old."
Carter lowers her head in submission. "I am forty years old," she says quietly. You watch with amazement as her body rapidly ages over twenty years forward. Her short hair is now curly and grows out to past her shoulders. It is her face that gets the biggest overhaul, rearranging and reconfiguring itself until it looks like the face of an adult woman. Her makeup is now heavier, offsetting her more wrinkly complexion, and for forty, she looks fantastic. Otherwise, aside from her putting on some weight and getting slightly crinklier skin, her body remains relatively the same. The most noticeable change is her outfit, which morphs into a green sweater, black pants, and short heels. "I am forty years old," she whispers again once the change is complete.
"You were always born forty years ago."
"I was always born forty years ago," she says assuredly. At that statement, your head is filled to the brim with new memories of Carter...no, Ms. Wallace...who was your attractive neighbor who lived down the street. She was divorced with no kids, always on a hot date with younger men. She worked as a real estate agent and actually sold your parents your house. She was nice enough whenever you two interacted, but it was clear that she always had a self-centered streak. For some reason, though, this version of Ms. Wallace didn't seem quite right to you all of a sudden...
"Everyone remembers you being forty."
"Everyone remembers me being forty," she sighs, sounding a little confused as to why she even has to say that. You, for your part, don't know what the hell Gordon is doing to Ms. Wallace, but you know he could not have changed her age. But, by the look in his eyes, he's not done yet.
"Ah, it seems you are a little lost, dear," says Gordon, noticing your puzzled expression. "I'm sorry, but it is best if you don't remember the changes."
"Changes? What changes?" You ask, frazzled. "I just want to know what the hell is going on here!"
Gordon ignores your plea and turns back to Carter.
"Carter, you will no longer resist my suggestions."
Immediately, you notice Carter slump forward slightly, the last bit of life drained from her eyes and face. "I...will no longer resist your suggestions..." she mumbles weakly. You know Carter doesn't have an issue with a man calling the shots (being such a pick me girl) but this was just weird.
"Good girl. Now Carter...you're forty years old."
Carter lowers her head in submission. "I am forty years old," she says quietly. You watch with amazement as her body rapidly ages over twenty years forward. Her short hair is now curly and grows out to past her shoulders. It is her face that gets the biggest overhaul, rearranging and reconfiguring itself until it looks like the face of an adult woman. Her makeup is now heavier, offsetting her more wrinkly complexion, and for forty, she looks fantastic. Otherwise, aside from her putting on some weight and getting slightly crinklier skin, her body remains relatively the same. The most noticeable change is her outfit, which morphs into a green sweater, black pants, and short heels. "I am forty years old," she whispers again once the change is complete.
"You were always born forty years ago."
"I was always born forty years ago," she says assuredly. At that statement, your head is filled to the brim with new memories of Carter...no, Ms. Wallace...who was your attractive neighbor who lived down the street. She was divorced with no kids, always on a hot date with younger men. She worked as a real estate agent and actually sold your parents your house. She was nice enough whenever you two interacted, but it was clear that she always had a self-centered streak. For some reason, though, this version of Ms. Wallace didn't seem quite right to you all of a sudden...
"Everyone remembers you being forty."
"Everyone remembers me being forty," she sighs, sounding a little confused as to why she even has to say that. You, for your part, don't know what the hell Gordon is doing to Ms. Wallace, but you know he could not have changed her age. But, by the look in his eyes, he's not done yet.
What now?
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