You were speechless, just horrified and disgusted by what was happening. Did you manage to say something: "What...what...is happening to us?"
Martha replied, “ahhhahhaha, I told you dear, we are turning into donkeys.”
"Donkeys...but....but..but how?" You had the strength to respond.
"Oh dear," Martha continued, "you mean to tell me you didn't know about Pleasure Island? Anyone who enters here is cursed and destined to be an ass. Of course we are too."
"But...but...I won a ticket....I didn't know", I replied, now aware of the truth of her words.
"Oh, I'm sorry" replied a Martha who was perhaps a little truly sorry for the first time "but it's too late now....look at us....soon the transformation will be complete".
“You, you,” pointing a finger at Martha, “do you really want to be a donkey?”
“Yes,” Martha replied forcefully. "No more worries, no more work, no more commitments, no more thoughts. Free......."
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And another powerful bray announced new changes soon....