Before you can make your decision, everything in the room begins to distort and for a moment, you think that you are lying on a couch, staring up at a high ceiling. Somewhere nearby a familiar woman's voice cried out, "What do you think you are doing? You were only supposed to go into the dream world and guide her. Not insert new elements into the treatment. Not deliver cryptic messages. What is this note and why did you introduce a persona of me?"
Before you can figure out who this voice is talking to...you figured out that it was the voice of the Headmistress...the ceiling that you are looking at begins to swirl and a woman's voice comments, "Upping the dosage. Subject is returning to the dream state."
Suddenly, you are back in the room you were in previous, the only difference was that the girl, Jill, was not will you and the overall state of the room was one of neglect. Looking down, taking in the girl's clothes you are wearing, noting that they still are the same ones that your sister Jackie dressed you in hours previous, you reach down and lifting the hem, you twist about and then watch as your tail twitches back and forth, thinking it looks like a seal-point Siamese cat's tail.
After a moment, you let go of the hem and facing forward, you spied the note on the floor. Squatting down, you collect it and are just to unfold it, when the world distorts and a voice announced, "Structural integrity of dream state failing. Mistress Yu, you need to make a decision on what to do. Mutations are getting more severe."
And then with a pop, you find yourself back in the room, staring at the note, your mind slowly clearing as you realise that this is all a dream, you are being subjected to something called the treatment and that your real body was not here. Unfolding the note, you attempt to read the print, but though you succeed on a few words, you five your old mind of the dream state overrides all thought patterns and in the long run you find it all to be a load of gobbledygook.
Again the world distorts and for a moment you have a vision of a ceiling, but then it is gone as a slow and distorted voice announced something. Moving, you struggle through what feels like molasses and with another pop, you find yourself back in the neglected room, staring at the note.
Folding it up, deciding that this was not what you wanted, you grasp the paper in two different places and struggle to pull it apart. The world distorts again as the first rip appears and for a moment you hear, "Mutations have taken an unknown direction. Foreign parameters have been introduced," and then you are back in the room, the rip in the note increasing and somewhere nearby, a rumbling noise started and dust began to shake itself from the light fixture.
With a mighty rip, the note tears it two and the room shook. Struggling even more, you ripped it a second time; you mind becoming clearer with each successful tear; the rumbling sensation building; the distortions still present, but fading faster and faster.
A voice announced, "Mutations...Unknown...losing...parameters..." and then everything shifted violently as the dream world of the treatment, the foreign substance in your body that was meant to change you and the world created by a wish collided all together, and you felt yourself falling as everything shifted in colours, from white to grey to black and then back to white, where the cycle began again.
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"Is there a problem, Saphira?" a voice barked out as you suddenly sat up, looking about, taking in the rest of the math class.
Shaking your head, barely listening as the teacher told you off for falling asleep, you look down, taking in the light blue cotton bib-overalls your are wearing, the white turtle neck and thinking about your clothes, wondering about what you think was all a dream, you grasp your pencil and start to take notes again as the teacher continues on with the math lecture.
As you do so, you place your other hand betwixt your legs and gently grasp what are clearly your female genitalia. Thinking, "What is wrong with me," you mentally go over the fact that you are a nine year old girl; you have been skipped ahead several grades are now completing the last year of junior high; that you are expected to graduate from school by the time you are fifteen; that your name is Saphira and you have an older sister named Jackie; and that it’s not possible for you to suddenly change sex and gender and be a boy and that you clearly do not want to be a boy. And then you saw the note folded in with your textbook.
Setting your pencil down, you reach for the note and after a quick glance to make you were not being looked up, you unfold the note.
Instead of the writing from your dream, you instead find the words, 'You were interesting and your wish was fun and had a few unexpected turns. So sorry it did not turn out the way you wanted. Sorry things became so jumbled in the end. Sorry you cannot make another wish to undo the jumbled bits. Hope you are happy. Either pass me along or just leave me on the desk and I will find my way.'
Staring at the note, feeling confused, you fold it back up and as you set it on your desk, you think, "It was all a dream? Wasn't it?" as you pick up your pencil and start to take notes again.