Jon grabbed his silk sheets, ready to face the truth. There was one problem. He never had silk sheets. In fact, his room looked a little different. Looking around small things were different. On his shelves were several models from sci-fi franchises that he always wanted to get but could never afford. Even his shelves were different. They were no longer made out of cheap particle board but actual wood. Even his phone was different. It was still an Android but now it was a newer model.
Jon walked around his room taking in the changes oblivious to how his body jiggled in unfamiliar ways, so taken by the changes to his room. His computer even looked a little nicer but without opening it or turning it on he couldn’t tell what was different.
Stopping his thoughts was the familiar voice of Zoe, “Jon I am done with my shower, so you can get ready now.” Stopping his examination opened the door walking naked down the hallway, not noticing Zoe’s quickly concealed look of shock as he walked by.
Shutting and locking the bathroom door behind him, he looked into the mirror.
Well, shit.
