Soon, the nursery door opened and the person who entered was a young female. Clearly too young for her to be Lizzie's new mother. However, she didn’t look at all like her own mother. But what really made Lizzie want to shout out in shock was the appearance of this person herself. She was clearly the babysitter. But her looks... Her body... It was out of this world - literally! She wasn't human! What sort world was this? For sure it suited what a witch could do - and would like.
Then Lizzie looked around the nursery more accurately, taking in more details. It solely resembled a usual nursery on the surface. It held many little things that indicated that the inhabitants of this realm led normal existences. Lizzie was very much confused, darting her eyes to and fro and staring at the whole room. And afterwards she looked at herself and wanted to scream out in absolute terror. She wasn't human anymore! Worse, she had a diaper, could not stand up and had a tiny tee-shirt on her body. What had she been transformed into? What had that awful witch done to her? Where had she sent her? What creature was she? It was all so horrific!
"You all right, baby?" said the babysitter, frowning. "How did you get out of the crib?"
She went to check the bars of said crib but when she couldn’t find anything wrong, she sighed and went to open the window.
"You look upset," she mused, looking at Lizzie. "Maybe you want food? Or do you need a diaper change?"
She approached Lizzie, whom could only gulp and dread what was next in this crazy life she had been sent to unwillingly. What had the witch in store for her?