The lights surrounding them all joined in like an orchestra to continue to play out the changes. Jamie's bedroom headboard rippled like water until it became rough, forming itself into something new like clay, spreading the alterations out to new areas of the bedroom. The legs of the bed began to rumble like a great energy was forcing itself out, fusing with the new wooden and grass covered floor. Annette jumped and left her position on the bed to be near Jamie, the only one who at least knew that something was dearly wrong.
The legs of the bed pulsed and stretched out like two snakes continuously racing each other towards the ceiling, until the ceiling itself started to look more like it would fit in a small wooden cottage. The headboard extended and fused to the ceiling and now the used-to-be legs of her bed. Colorful flowers bloomed all around her wooden cot as it were, continuing to blend in with it's new surroundings. Her bedside table changed into a rounded, smooth tree stump, with carved out drawers for whatever item she kept or bought.
Jamie's mind struggled to believe that this was happening, and yet another part of her mind thought that the room was merely changing back into the room that she knew. Two sides of her mind were fighting for dominance and neither was winning at the moment.
Flowers bloomed all around her furniture. All except one.
The mirror.
Same frame, same cloth, all of it was the same as it was the first time she unpacked it. Everything around it changed. The changes were slowing down, but neither Jamie or Annette knew why or how long it would be before the next change. They had to get rid of it.
They just had to.