'Yes! Oh, yes Jon, it's me, oh thank God you can hear me now!'
Jon blinked some more, "Karyn? Where are you?"
'Jon, they turned me into a couch! I'm right here, I can't move! I don't even know how long I've been here, I can't move or see but I can hear and feel, I might as well be dead! Please, you have to help me!'
Jon didn't know what to think, "They turned you into a, Karyn, is that you?" Jon turned his attention on the couch, the couch that didn't really belong where it was. He grew suspicious for a moment when the couch failed to react. He prodded it with a foot.
'Yeah, that's me, I felt you touch me... that was you, right?'
Jon grimaced, "Uh, yeah..."
'Can you help me? Please?'
