Jennifer kept getting younger as thing where escalating rapidly. The now 11-year-old Jennifer kept pushing herself out of the hole as the nose was almost out of the veil. The 10th, 9th, 8th and 7th years went by so fast as the night went on. Jennifer could see Justin from the hole looking at someone. The now 6-year-old Jennifer was powerless but still kept crawling forward. Pushing her out of the hole as she kept shrinking rapidly to a 5-year-old. As she regressed to a four year old state. She was finally pushing herself out and passed out.
The next moment she came back when she saw a kid holding Jennifer's hand. It must have been seven years old not understanding what had just happened. The man, Justin, now in his early twenties lifted Jennifer and said something but Jennifer had no idea who he was. Only the name Justin. Jennifer was too dazed to think. Brain capable to process the present. Who was the seven year old kid and where was she? What was the weird shed around her with three rooms? Too many questions with no little answers. Jennifer was newborn. Helpless to do anything and could only watch as the man placed Jennifer back her next to the kid who hugged her. Only the memory of the curse still lingering back at her head like a small fly that kept buzzing. Jennifer couldn't speak, understand what anybody spoke to her or do almost anything at all. She could lie or crawl like a newborn baby... and sleep... a peaceful sleep for the longest time.
Jennifer took a nap from all the worries she had encountered. Most of her memories lost she had nothing to worry what was going on around the world. She was still thinking like an adult but with most of the puzzle pieces missing. She hold on few and sensed that she would receive more as the time passed. Maybe tomorrow she had more memories to understand was going on.