Diane took a deep breath and took her phone out of her purse and tried to call the store. It rang five times and she heard the voice of the old man greeting her. "Hello? Is this the man who sold me the game?"
"Ah, yes, the game. How is it going?" the old man asked.
"Going? It's fucking transforming us! What the hell is going on?!" Diane demanded.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think you would take it so seriously. It's just a game, you know. It's not real in the end."
"Are you fucking kidding me? I have a friend who's a sex doll, one who's a bra, and one who's a pair of panties. How is that not real?!"
The old man chuckled. "Oh, you're still playing. I thought you were done. Well, you'll just have to finish the game, won't you? I'm sure you'll all be back to normal in no time."
"Finish the game? How? I'm the only one left!"
"Ah, well, that's the tricky part, isn't it? You'll just have to keep playing until one of you wins. I'm sure you'll figure it out. I know you're clever girls. Good luck!" The old man hung up.