They sat down. Well since Kristi left, I guess, it's my turn." But the dice wouldn't move.
Just then the door opened, and Kristi came into the room backward kicking, and screaming fighting an invisble force which sat her down at the table. The dice floated out in front of her face.
"I'm not playing!" she shouted adamantly. She stuck her hands under her arms.
The dice hovered, then began spinning faster and faster. Then they rolled on the board. "Five and seven?" Jim read.
"I thought there were only one through six on each die? How can one of them be a seven, it must be a five..."
Kristi's yellow token advanced to the Changes square.
"Where's Leslie?" Kristi asked. The card floated off the deck, and in front of her face.
"In Limbo, what does your card say?" Donna asked biting her lip.
It flipped up.
"You're a super model!" Kristi read.
Suddenly, she jumped in her chair as she started to grow taller, and her breasts began to swell.
"Well, hello Miss Universe!" Jim said with a lacivious grin.
Maybe this game won't be so bad after all, Kristi thought, and asked, "Do I have to roll again?"
"No, you got a twelve, but you didn't get doubles. It's Mike's turn again."
"Lucky me!" Mike reached for the dice. Donna was anxious for Mike, but also because her turn was after Mike's. Though it hadn't gone to badly for Kristi. Greg was a statue trapped in her boyfriend's old body. Mike looked like an extra from a 50's B Movie, and Leslie was missing.