Fountain of youth - roll the dice to see how many years you lose, or don't and lose a full 12
"Oh shit, you have to be kidding me! This can't be happening!" Lindsey yelled.
Lindsey just stared at the card in shock. Isis leaned over and read it, and her eyes widened.
"Oh my god, Lindsey! You're going to get younger!" Isis said.
"I can't get younger! That's crazy! I don't want to be a little girl again" Lindsey was practically sobbing
now.
"I know, but if you don't hurry up and roll, it's going to pick 12 for you. Maybe you can get lucky and roll a
2, that won't be so bad."
Lindsey just stared at the dice numbly. She'd seen the game give her friend Isis glasses, but could it really
do this? She didn't want to be any younger, she was so excited about graduating high school and going to
college. Going backwards seemed unbearable. Isis came over and hugged her for support, then put the dice in
her hands. Lindsey didn't want to roll, but she was also terrified of losing 12 years of her life if she
didn't. Finally, she used all her courage to shake the dice in her hand and let them go. She prayed for snake
eyes.
The dice seemed to fall in slow motion. Lindsey watched as they landed and rolled, stopping on a pair of
threes.
"Six..." Lindsey whispered, "that means..."
But before she could finish, she was covered in light. Isis scooted back. When the light dimmed, before her
sat Lindsey as she looked when she was a twelve year old girl. Lindsey had done most of her growing from 13-
15, so she was much shorter now. Her face looked more like a girl than the woman she was becoming. Her long
blonde hair had changed into a short top ponytail. Her clothes were replaced with a pink dress, white tights,
and black shiny shoes.
"You're twelve..." Isis finished.
"I hate this game!" young Lindsey sobbed. Her voice sounded much more like a little girl's, and it deepened
her embarrassment to hear it. Isis gave her friend a supportive hug.
"There there. I know this is hard, but maybe if we keep playing, you'll get a card that will undo this
change."
"You think so?" Lindsey asked, sniffling.
Isis smiled at her friend.
"I'm sure! Come on, think of this as just a quick joke. I'll bet your next card is something great."
Lindsey nodded and went back to the game. Isis picked up the dice. She still hoped the next roll might turn
her back into Isaac. She rolled a 7. What card did she get?