"What did you want, Jon?" Zoe asked, sounding a little weary.
"What did I want? You're the one that knocked on my fucking door." Jon paused for a moment. It seemed he couldn't help but act like his sister.
Zoe sighed and shook her head, then walked back into her room, which Jon saw was completely different (before she shut the door). It was ... normal. In fact, it looked very similar to his own. At least, his own until this change happened.
He walked back into his room and was shocked yet again. His entire bedroom was different. In fact, it looked quite a lot like Zoe's room. Black curtains, black painted walls, black furniture, and posters of vampires and heavy metal bands. It was almost like he had gotten Zoe's life without becoming Zoe. And Zoe had gotten his life. But for some reason, Zoe didn't notice that anything was wrong or different.
He remembered the bracelet glowing before all of this happened. Could that bracelet really cause all of this? He looked down at it.
