It wasn't clear what made switch in Jennifer's mind at that moment. Was it anger, despair, hopelessness or something else. Jennifer grabbed the door handle and was to open it to cause a scene but before she could do it. Jennifer could feel that the small succubus was asking her to stop.
"No! That must mean this is the right choice! The best choice! The choice that's going to-" Jennifer's brain went to a loop.
Like they say, doing things over and over and expecting different results is the definition of insanity. Jennifer's marbles had been scattered as she pulled the door open with the help of her siblings. Justin begun to scream as he wasn't expecting anyone to enter the room. Even throwing a pillow at Jennifer.
"JENNIFER!" Justin screamed. "What in the actual fuck are you doing!?"
Justin looked pissed as you've soured his only way of enjoyment. Justin jumped out of the bed and for the very first time you sense something. Justin was dragging you by your hair back to the place where you've started your journey. Dick still flopping out he very easily placed you next to Sylvia who had no idea what was going on.
"Bo angy?" Sylvia kept muttering.
"You little fucker. I have no idea how you got yourself behind that door but dear god that's creepy." Justin yelled making everyone upset.
Justin shouted everyone to shut up as he had no time to deal with crying choir weeping their own sad songs. He picked up a phone and begun to call someone. Explaining the situation.
"...hey, one of the toys are broken. It literally walked behind to the master bedroom door and spooked me. Yeah! Mhmm. Yea yea. So, what do I do with it daddy? Well of course it's broken. Why- I mean why would I call you in first place!? Yeah! Mhmm. Yeah that one. Should have a glazed looked on it? Mmm... Let me check." Justin talked over the phone.
Justin inspected Jennifer like a toymaker would inspect it's handy work. Looking at Jennifer's eyes. Testing how she would react to pinching and hair pulling. Jennifer carefully followed everything what Justin was doing and more which made Justin to shake his head.
"Daddy. This one might have come out of from the oven very differently. Yeah. It's Jennifer. Starting with jay and spelled J-E-N-N-I-F-E-R. That one. Huh? How should I fucking know? Daddy... Daddy. DAD! LISTEN TO ME!! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!!! UGH!!! Okay. We deal with Jennifer tomorrow. Fine... Love you too... Bye." Justin slammed the phone shut and squatted down to wonder what was happening inside Jennifer's brain.
"Okay you little cum container. If you can understand me look to the ceiling and make any kind of noise you can." Justin demanded.
Jennifer felt too scared to do anything and refused to follow the instructions. Justin stood back up. Put a jacket on himself and left the house door's slamming. Jennifer finally realized once more that she had done a wrong choice. No! She must have made the right one. This was the right path? This had to be it. Tomorrow things would be much better as... as... Jennifer felt weird. Not the usual kind of weird feeling but more... undescribable numbness that was slowly overtaking her body. Jennifer's mind was finally losing the last bit of mature connection to the original timeline as the red string of fate was stretched too thin. It was like Jennifer mind was like an orbit that was slowly leaving earth's gravity.
"What's happening to... I... no it's me not I... It's... ugh... the breeeeein... meeelting... thooooughts... not.... non-no-non..." Jennifer slowly lost the small dust particles that was her sanity. Was she able to witness the transformation this time as most of her body and thinking was slowly stopping it's function.
"Maaa... Ha... Mamm..." Jennifer's thought. "Mm? Aahmm..."
It felt like she was lying on top of a pool. The time slowly down around Jennifer as her conscious was slowly becoming empty like a bucket with no water left inside. Jennifer found herself inside a pitch black room where she was back at her normal 18-year-old self. On the wall there was a small hole that she could use to see outside. She was able to move and think normally, but... It was like she was trapped inside her own mind. Locked eternally inside this box where the only light that could enter was the light coming from the small pinkie finger nail sized hole. Jennifer had no idea what would happen next as thing were looking quite brim already.
Jennifer hit the floor or the ground of the box with fist and damned herself for doing this to her. How in the hell did she even got to this state. It was torture. As Jennifer sat down and leaned naked to the wall of the box she noticed a cord attached to herself from her vagina. The long cord extended into the void and was long away from the light hole. Jennifer tried pulling the cord but it seemed to be stuck somewhere. Tugging it out from her felt painful as it was firmly attached to insides of her lower stomach like a hook. Forcefully removing would tear her apart or worse...
Jennifer curled up waiting for the next stop. She heard the outside voices echo inside the box while she could only watch from the hole what was happening in the ouside world. This has to be the starkest timeline imaginable.