Maybe prayer was in order, he sighed as best as a pair of shoes could and imagined himself as a nun.
She stepped out of the closet fully clothed in a Habit matching the one he had been moments before. The girl who's room he, now she was magically attached to would never have girls dressed in anything less. Jon wondered if she could even remove her clothes. A brief tug here and there confirmed his fears, she was stuck as a young nun.
Deciding she had no other choice she left the safety of the room and followed some of the other nuns to a small chapel.
She knelt down and asked for help "Please don't let me be trapped as a nun in a convent forever, there must be a way to return?"
As Jon sat asking for forgiveness and a miracle the Nun from Jon's room returned to put back her bible, but some unseen force knocked it from her hand and under the bed. "Weird" she said to herself carefully getting onto her hands and knees and reaching under the bed. As she felt around she found a small rock, finding it strange she stood up and examined it in her hands. "Where did you come from?" She said to the rock.
