"Transform me, then," Sarah replied with defiance in her voice. "Whoever you are, there's no way I'm going to let you mess with my head! You could dare me to do something illegal, get me in real trouble!"
"Yes, a pity," the distorted voice conceded.
"Ha!" Sarah laughed and thought, Gotcha!
"So come on and give me a makeover," she continued and added, "creep!"
"Right away Sarah," the voice replied, "but don't underestimate me. Just because 'Dare' would have been my preferred choice, doesn't mean I didn't plan for the other eventuality. Your transformation will happen the next time you fall asleep, and you will turn into a very fertile, but overweight and flatulent, pedigree pot-bellied sow."
"A pig?? Are you saying I'm selfish? Greedy?"
"I would have thought that was implied," the stranger said calmly.
"Ugh, whatever," Sarah rolled her eyes. "This is just a stupid urban myth anyway."
"Don't take it so lightly," warned the caller. "Put your last day as a human being to good use! I gave you the opportunity to make preparations and say your goodbyes to your loved ones (if you do in fact love anyone but yourself) because you won't be able to say anything at all tomorrow! Tomorrow you'll wake up a whole different animal!"
There was a click as the phantom caller hung up.
Sarah slowly put down the receiver. It was so bizarre and totally ridiculous, obviously, yet that stranger seemed really convinced this Tee-Oh-Dee would pan out just like they planned. Sarah wasn't sure whether or not to believe them...
Was this really her last day?
