Unable to hide your impending tears, you run from the store, girlish sobs shaking your tiny frame. You look for anywhere to try and escape, but how can you escape yourself? The costume store employee follows you, shouting after you to come back but you are to terrified to listen. After escaping her, you find yourself in a deserted wing of the mall. Sitting on a nearby bench, you wonder what to do.
Maybe the Girl who works at the salon can help you,
Maybe you can find another costume store,
Maybe it's all a dream,
You try to wake up, hoping to be in your bed at home, you find yourself longing for the pink satiny sheets that means safety.
Pink satin sheets?
It is not even surprising you how girly your memories are becoming, realizing you only have one chance to reclaim yourself, you rise from the bench...