During the day Sylvia came to pick-up Lukas and she told Jennifer to behave herself as they were going to take a trip at the gas station. Mary had noticed that the house had no food and they had to get something to eat. Sylvia noted how it was odd that she was requesting only Lukas to be taken with them. Sylvia handed Jennifer a bottle of sports drink while she carried Lukas away from the bathroom. With doors slamming the trio left the house unattended for Jennifer to inspect it. First she saw the the sports drink had a her grandma's text written on it with a text, "thanks". Maybe her action to leave the bathroom had somehow changed her grandma's opinion.
Jennifer had more time to think as things didn't feel as pressuring as per usual. She quickly run to her old room and saw that Sylvia had truly made it part of herself. The skull and crossbones were the choice. On the floor there was a heavily used book named 'Witchcraft and Sorcery'. It was an illustrated book full of pages with all sorts of rituals and other incantations. In the corner Jennifer saw a very old CD-player with metal music CD inside it. It seemed that Sylvia was obsessed with dark magic aesthetic and everything from the black leathery belts to whips were thrown here and there. The mattress had seen better days as Jennifer lied her back on it. Remembering her past and being able to recollect her old memories from previous jumps. Jennifer had an idea. She run back to the bathroom and saw a small plastic container that read: "Sleeping pills." What if she instead forced her to sleep on top of her old bed. Would the room return back to her. She had no idea but took the pills with her to "her" bedroom. Feeling the usual tingling she hopped on the toilet and for the first time tried to keep it as a habit to control her own bladder like an adult.
'Jennifer, this is the toilet. Remember. Pee here. Pee here...' Jennfier chanted inside her mind as to make a mental note to her younger self to continue using the toilet when it was necessary. Things felt better as she was doing the things how they should've been dont in the first place. Overtaking her old throne back, correcting her bad habits and now making sure that things wouldn't spiral too out of control. She put the magazine back at her grandma's bookcase but was amazed how weird her grandma's little master bedroom den looked like. It was like a miniature city for Jennifer as the lights blinked. The silk bed felt super cozy and warm as she really wanted to sleep in there instead of the crummy mattress she had always slept on. Still Jennifer sighed and decided for the sake of the curse she wanted to retain her old memories.
She returned back on "her" bedroom and saw that the witchcraft book had an interesting opening. It told about a certain curse that was an old telephone game. Jennifer read it from top to bottom and found out that there was a ritual that she had to perform to reject it's curse. Jennifer's heart jumped and begun to beat faster as she had to perform it. There was a sentence that almost soured her mood as she read it. There was a chance that it could backfire and amplify the curse making it twice as strong. It was like a coin toss for Jennifer if it worked or not. She made a small prayer and begun to gather the ingredients for the ritual inside the room. Making a miniature version of the room. She read the page twice and begun to chant the three rows of text as best as she could. Under her the objects that acted as the miniature pieces begun to tremble and Jennifer could feel something opening behind her back. Like a door that had been just opened. Maybe it was the part which meant bad news for Jennifer but she kept chanting and performing the ritual until it had been done. Having no idea if the curse was rejected or if more were invited. Jennifer didn't feel any different and decided to take the sleeping pill with the sports drink. Put the plastic container back at the bathroom and pass out of the familiar mattress. She hoped that the ritual had worked as tomorrow she would see the results.