The morning sunlight filters into your room, and you stretch, feeling… off. Your limbs feel daintier, your voice softer, and your skin... unnaturally smooth. When you look at your reflection in the mirror, you freeze.

Alice Angel stares back at you, her doll-like features flawless but eerily inky at the edges.

Before you can fully process your transformation, your door swings open, and your roommate steps in, looking confused and alarmed.

Roommate: "Whoa—what the heck happened?! Why do you look like… Alice Angel?! What’s going on?!"

You try to respond, but the sound of Alice’s voice escaping your lips makes you pause.

"I… I don’t know! I just woke up like this!"