Zelda looked at her, and in the mirror, and the cloud over her mind suddenly lifted. "I'm...Zelda Whitefield," she said, suddenly.
"Athena, what's going on, I thought I was..." she began to convulse. As Athena watched, her teenage friend began to age, rapidly leaving her teens for her twenties, and then her thirties. The dye in her hair vanished.
"Are you on drugs?" Zelda suddenly demanded as her condition stabilized. Suddenly she was all adult. "That's it, I'm calling the police."
She'd tried to fight it...but the magic had counterattacked.
