"So you were 43 and now you're 33," Christine asked, to which Laura nodded. "And now I'm 33 and both dice are bonded to me, so if I were to roll again I would end up anywhere between 31 and 21."
"For starters," Laura warned. "I don't know, there's something about these dice. It's almost like they want to be rolled." As Laura now picked up one if the dice, she gasped as the voice now echoed in her head once more.
Laura Peter's, one of the Regressing Lots has bonded to you. Each roll of the die shall return more of what you have lost.
"Ugh perfect," she grunted in annoyance. Christine simply smiled, taking Laura's hand as she now began to walk. "Where are we going," Laura asked.
"My cabin," Christine stated. "I'm scared of flying so I take the train whenever I visit my children." Christine now paused, chuckling as she realized she was only a few years older than her eldest child now. "Won't my daughter be surprised. Right now I'm only 5 years older than she is." Giggling almost girlishly thw newly regressed woman now guided Laura to her private cabin. Pulling open the door, Laura now gazed at Christine's private quarters.
The room itself was relatively small, consisting of a bed, small table, dresser, and private bathroom. Laura was stunned, she hadn't even known that trains still possessed these types of quarters. "Its not much but it's comfy," Christine stated. "And quite private. We don't have to worry about anyone coming by until they serve a meal." Patting an adjoining chair, Christine now motioned for Laura to take a seat as she now sat on the bed.
"So," Christine smiled. "How long have you had these things?"
"Only a day," Laura shrugged. "Honestly I wasn't sure what to do with them. Being 33 us nice but I worry about the dice rolling me back into high school or worse."
"I don't know I wouldn't mind being a teenagers again," Christine smiled. "But, you do have a point. Too many rolls and 'boom we could find ourselves back in preschool."
"Or diapers," Laura chuckled. "Yeah, thought about that too. Its why I haven't wanted to roll them anymore."
"I might roll maybe one more time," Christine blushed. "But thats it, which makes me wonder? Is it possible to get rid of them and stay like this?"
"I suppose," Laura shrugged. "The paper u read says we would need to give the dice away to no longer be connected to them."
"Which means we would have to find somebody," Christine finished. "Not a bad idea but I would feel guilty if someone ended up a helpless child. Thats why I was wondering, can the dice be destroyed?"
Laura gawked, shrugging her shoulders at the idea. She wasn't sure and even if she did she wasn't sure what would happen. Would they be free of the dice or would something happen to them? "Honestly I don't know."
"Well I think those are our only options," Christine stated. "So what do you think? Give them away or try to break them?"