"Ok, NOW it's my tur-" saturated Monica.
"OOOOH NO!" Bellowed Sara. "If we can just make our own rules here, I'm going now. There is no way I'm going to stay like THIS!"
She pointed at her huge belly.
"Ok fine. But the next turn is mine." Agreed Monica.
Sara grabbed the dice, muttering something about luck as she shook them in her hand. Finally, they toppled onto the board. A 12!
"YESSSSSSSSS!" Yelled Sara. "We'll be done in no time."
She picked up a card smugly. That smile of confidence didn't last long.
"It...it's got a message..." Sara said. "It says 'quite a lucky role but don't get too comfortable, the bigger the role, the bigger the change.'"
No one said anything. No one had time to say anything. Sara's card began to glow, a picture forming. It showed...