"Oh Bobby, I don't know why this happens, but almost everyone who sleeps in your room changes." says Marla.
"What do you mean?" Bobby asked.
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"I remember my experiences there. One day I was dressed business man, the next day I was a old man. Next I was me as a little girl. Then I was a bird and the last day I was a dog." She informers you. "Same thing happened to your father, but with different transformations."
"So, how do I fix this?"
"After the fifth day, I became myself again, and the room never worked on me again. You just have to wait it out."
"Can't I just change myself into normal cloths?"
"It's not that simple." Marla warns Bobby. "It will get worse if you try to fight it. You will just have to wear strange outfits if you don't fight it. It makes things worse if you fight it. Now I will be down stairs make breakfast. Call me if you need any help." Marla turns and leaves his room.
Bobby opens the crib and climbed out of it. He runs over to his dresser and opens all the drawers to find all his clothes a has been replaced with baby outfits and his underwear with diapers. Then Bobby remembered that he had not unpacked all his clothes. A bag laid out in the hallway. He ran out to open it and found that the clothes in it remained unchanged.
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