You walk in, unable to hear a thing. You walk into a hall with crappy plastic mirrors, slightly distorting images. Genie walks ahead while you just stand in front of the mirror, looking at yourself. Your shaggy hair, hiding long ears in there. Your tail makes its way out of your pants and hangs down, slightly twitching with amusement. You haven't seen yourself since two days ago, and your hair color has changed to a light chocolate shade of brown. You seem younger, almost like you're 15.
You lift your ears out of the deafening position and strecth them up to their fullest height, and casually drop them so they drop to the sides. You turn so you can lean against the wall, only to find a small girl holding your tail. A closer look and she looks around 13 or something. Her dress is long, with a light shade of blue that is very faded and dirtied. An even closer look and she has painful expression in her eyes. Her hair has been cut short like a boy's, which looks very cute.
"What's wrong? You look like you saw a murder." You ask, a tint of gentleness in your tone.
"I just came here.. Did you escape that place? That island? The horrible place in the movies?" She says, "I was abandoned, and so I went there and everyone I met turned, but I escaped.. " Everything after that is nothing but incoherent sobs, and one thing escapes her lips, one simple 'Haw' . The incoherent sobbing grows harder, as you realize she has donkey ears, black and fluffy, pushed hard against the sides of her heads with bobby pins. Her dress barely conceals her tail..
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