Jennifer successfully dodged a fourth and fifth dose, but the computer continued to prepare more syringes. She was getting tired and couldn't do this forever.
I just wish there was some way I could communicate with that crazy computer, maybe reason with it, thought Jennifer.
Damn Kyle and his stupid curse!
Then Jennifer suddenly remembered it was now her turn to use the curse. She silently prayed this would work.
"Computer, Transform or Dare?" asked Jennifer.
The computer ignored her, and continued to spout different warnings and error messages. After a few minutes, Jennifer assumed enough time had passed.
"Okay, here goes nothing. You get both computer. For your dare, I dare you to help me escape. For your transformation, you will change into a form I can communicate with effectively and will be able to help me escape."
The computer didn't seem to acknowledge her, and continued to repeat its warnings. They seemed to be occurring more rapidly and urgently. Jennifer was about to give up hope, thinking she had wasted her turn when she heard strange sounds coming from the other side of the stall. It sounded like the computer was being crunched and compacted. She heard strange whirring and buzzing noises, then something that sounded like soldering. She leaned close to the stall door, trying to hear what was going on, when the door suddenly opened.
She was shocked to see a small metal robot. It was humanoid in appearance, with the shape and frame of a woman. But it was undoubtedly mechanical, covered from head to foot in shiny metal. It stared at her with cold red eyes.
"Good evening, Jennifer. How may I assist you?" it said, in the familiar soft mechanical female voice of the computer.