The room continued to watch, unable to act against its nature or even to speak. It was the Age Room, a construct that regressed or progressed someone based upon their wishes. Looking at mother and daughter, it now resigned itself to watching yet another family tree wipe itself from existence.
"Well Amanda," July said softly. "This certainly is a strange place we've found ourself in. Wonder where we are?"
The room was now jolted from its musings at July's question. A loophole existed within the room to answer the questions of any who entered. July, rather unknowingly, had now exploited this loophole. Perhaps the room could avoid yet another family tree from fading into the cosmic ether. "You are in the Age Room."
"The what," she exclaimed, startled by the disembodied voice. Both July and Amanda continued to grow younger, Amanda passing into her third month, the infant growing smaller, her body losing babysat as she crept closer to her birth.
"The Age Room," the room replied. "Within this room you may control your age, becoming older or younger as you see fit."
"Control my age," July replied in confusion. Both mother and daughter inching backwards in age. July was now 5 months past her 20th birthday as Amanda became an infant of only twi months. The tiny infants eyes were now closing, her brunette hair becoming wispy as her young mother clutched her too her chest.
"Yes July," the room stated. "If you will just look at the timers on the wall, you can see you and your daughters age."
July tentatively now approached the two timers, still finding this impossible. Glancing at the pair of timers she noted two sets of numbers. The larger one stated 20 years 3 months. July simply nodded, that was her age, it had to be. She had just recently celebrated her 20th birthday. It wasn't a very fun one as she recalled, she had been 7 months pregnant, Amanda had been pressing on her bladder and she had felt fat. Not exactly a great way to celebrate leaving her teens.
Under this number, July noted a different timer. Two months, that was Amanda's age. Unseen by July as the pair crept backwards was the post pregnancy weight July's body began to regain. The hard earned weight loss from her pregnancy began to return. July's stomach becoming a bit flabbier, her thighs a bit thicker. After giving birth July had worked hard to regain her trim figure. Now as the duo crept closer to Amanda's unbirth that weight was returning.
July paused, staring intently at the timers. Hadn't the timer listed Amanda at two months? Why was the timer listing her daughter as only a month old? Something wasn't right but July couldn't quite put her finger on it. "Somethings wrong," July said softly. "My head...it feels..kinda funny."
The Room gazed at mother and daughter, Amanda was running out of time. In only a moment the girl would be unborn, her own mother joining her in unexistence shortly there after. July was trying to put the pieces together, work past the magic if the room to figure out what was happening. All the room could do now was sit and wait for an answer.