Paul's mind is filling with strange sensations, his ears, tail, and now toes beginning to change into hoofs. The fear of it all is driving him wild and wanting to escape the room. Yet in his try to escape he'd fallen onto another boy who looked at him with a half donkey face filled with terror.
As Paul tried to speak and so also did the other boy both sang their thoughts with braying of common Jackasses.
A din of braying now filles the room as boy after boy is finding his body in some couse of change. Paul is no different from the rest as he again scrambles about on legs changing to be his ultimate hind legs. Meanwhile his arms are out of sink with the way he was used to having them work.
Fingers now tucking themselves into fists as the change will soon begin there too.
The front door is just twenty feet away and for some fool reason Paul thinks that getting past them will stop his plight. Legs and hoofs flaying wildly in all directions he is try after failed try getting at least a little closer to those doors and freedom.