Jen laid still on the ground for several hours, around 3 to be precise, suddenly her body began to stir once again as she let out a groan and slowly opened her eyes. She had awoken but could not see, she'd forgotten where she was and felt like she was in her bed under the covers, only she could not find where the covers ended. Reaching through the abyss she spotted an opening where light shone through. She pulled this gap open and emerged from the cocoon. Blinded by the light, she came to and remembered what had happened earlier. Filling the room was roughly 512 feet of shimmering gold tresses. Panic once again shot straight through Jennifer's body when she realised her hair was still growing, and now at 4 times its original density and weight. She burst into tears considering the reality of her situation. She practically had a disability now. She won't be able to live life without some of aid to deal with the excessive amount of hair. "What am I going to do? How are my parents going to react? My life is ruined!" she bellowed.
Suddenly the phone rang. Jen shot up in surprise upon hearing the abrupt disturbance. "Who could that be? Maybe they could send help!" Jen tried to move over to the phone which was about 10 metres away from where she sat. She could barely move however, with the weight of 550 feet of hair dragging her down. She couldn't walk over there naturally, the pain of having her hair pulled against her own weight was unbearable. Instead she tried grabbing arm fulls of the blonde locks and shifting them in front of her bit by bit, leaving enough slack to move a few steps each time.
She finally reaches the phone...