The sound of Lailah's feet echoed off the floor as she raced up the steps to a specific wing of the palace.
Her pupils darted back and forth as her mind raced at 1,000 miles a minute. Her heart and stomach were in knots and her blood was boiling.
It had to be a mistake. It just had to be.
Lailah threw open a familiar door and jumped headfirst into a new, pink realm.
Her beautiful face stretched and became harder and more serpentine. Her lips lost their full softness and stretched until they split.
Five heads, each as eerily similar and paralyzing as the net sprouted from her figure. Her necks elongated and gave her entire body a long, serpentine-like appearance.
She flew through the sky on huge, dark wings that could have blown away a mountain range with a single flap.
She flew off towards the far distance, where a palace was situated just out of her sight.
Lailah reached it in practically no time at all.
