..."i wonder what i gotta do to make someone narrate me further in this story."
In the puddle she can see her own reflection looking back at her, but she notice something is a little different. somehow her hair seems even more shiny and colourfull, her teeth whiter and brighter than ever before, her boobs bigger and perkier and her legs seems like twice their normal length.
"WOW!" Lucy can't stop admiring her new look...She's never really felt pretty before, but the image she sees now makes her feel....thirsty?
Suddenly she feels very thirsty....EXTREMELY thirsty..."I can't drink this water, can I?" she wonders.
The thirst is increasing rapidly, it doesn't take long before it starts to become overwhelming for poor little Lucy.
She scans the room desperately in search for another water source, but there is nothing....nothing but the dead bodies, some paintings on the walls, a big mirror and a tiny fireplace in the courner of the room, none of it interests Lucy in her current state.
She's heard somewhere that Alakazam juice is considered a delicacy in some areas, but it isn't exactly tempting to taste it, she moves back toward the puddle left by the giant ice cube, but something tells her she must not drink this water!
Lucy huddles up next to her dog, whimping. Her throat is like the Sahara desert and her tounge feels like sandpaper against her hard palate.
She feels desperate and is on the verge of bursting out in complete panick. What to do?
One thing is clear, something must be done about this horrible thirst, QUICKLY!
Desperation takes over and she must make a choice...Thick, purplish, gooey Alakazam juice or a melted, evil, used to be living, ice cube with a very bad feeling to it...what will it be?
