Lunch ended and Lindsey sat down for a cigarette, sitting alone in her car. Her best friend Ashley had elected to stay and flirt with that asshole Chris. She lit her cigarette between her thick fingers and sighed, closing her eyes and reclining her seat. She opened her eyes and saw a flier on her windsheild. Groaning with a little dissapointment, Lindsey opened her car door and stepped out, snatching the flier angrily from under her windsheild wipers. She figured it was some sort of prank, maybe some idiotic note from Chris or Jarred at her expense. She looked at it and furrowed her brow in confusion.
"Your true self revealed when you say the words 'Khunish del ghort mahash'?" Lindsey read aloud. Suddenly, she felt her body changing.
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