Sue rolled eleven. As the mass of hair behind her gained almost another foot, Tom snorted.
"I've got to roll a twelve or something happens to me." He heaved up one of the large red dice and tossed it a good distance across the board. It came up six.
"It's not the javelin throw," Dave remarked. "Throwing it farther won't make it higher."
"Well, here's hoping," Tom said. He raised his centaur body up on his two hind legs and let out a loud grunt. The die sailed across the board, bouncing several times. It finally came to a halt, and to everyone's surprise, landed on six. "Just because it's improbable doesn't mean it's impossible." Tom danced in a circle around the board's Start space.
Dave, who himself had many lost throws with the red dice, crossed his arms and growled.
Sue moved her token along the board. Once she had removed it from her start space--which had previously held her key--the space began to cycle through several colors. After flashing blue, green, red, yellow, and the typical blank "draw a card" several times, its color finally settled on yellow. Sue moved her token past Hannah. At the seventh space, she encountered a forked path. A door blocked one direction, a ten-space path leading straight to the lamp.
I'm definitely going to use my key for this," she said. She picked up the golden key on the floor and it instantly disappeared from her hand. The door in front of her token disappeared as well, allowing Sue to move her piece along the open path. "All right, I only need a seven to win," she said. She proceeded to pick up her card.
Your lengthy locks are quite untame
So cut them and finish the game
But just to make up for their loss
Here's something that won't leave you cross.
All of a sudden, Sue's head felt substantially lighter. She didn't feel the dragging weight of hair on her head anymore. She also felt a sharp chill. Her eyes went wide in horror as she swept one of her four hands across her completely bare scalp. She looked behind her for the detached strands, but found only floor as bare as her head.
"Well," Hannah said, sympathetically, "The bald look is 'in' these days...I think."
"The card said it was going to leave me with something else," Sue said. "What would it--" A painful throbbing in her head kept her from completing the thought...though she knew her question was no longer necessary. She was going to find out what was replacing her hair soon enough.