Sarah tried to free herself from the ropes that tied her unsuccessfully, her captors kept dragging her and threw her onto a wooden floor. Someone removed the binding that had been covering her eyes. The first thing she noticed was the strange circle that had been etched into the floor. The runes on it were pulsating with light under a thin coat of something she really hoped wasn't blood.

Then, she noticed her. Amber, she was sitting on an old sofa in front of her, the low living room table in front of her was filled with strange tools and ingredients. A few men in masks were assisting her as she prepared, though Sarah wasn't sure what for.

"What the hell Amber" she groaned. "Don't you think this whole cult bullshit is a bit of an overreaction?"

Amber lifted her head angrily "You took everything from me! And now you will pay..."

"Holy shit, really? Listen, if you used your energy to get better at cooking rather than doing...well, whatever this is... I'm sure you'd win the next contest"

Amber muttered something under her breath and two men came and helped Sarah to her knees so that she could look Amber in the eyes.

"You know i love Daniel, he was supposed to try my cake and fall in love with me. But yours won, so he didn't even try mine, now... I'm going to make sure you can never cook again"

Sarah sighed "Girl, Dan is my DM and my friend. He would have tried my cake even if i had lost... On the other hand you haven't ever spoken to him. Stop being a creepy stalker"

Amber looked at her with horror in her face "YOU! You have made my darling play those horrible satanic games??"

The brunette just looked around in disbelief, but found no sympathy in the masked men. This HAD to be some kind of prank. "D&D isn't satanic Amber. Whatever the hell this is really looks the part, though. LET. ME. GO"

The girl in red robes sneered at her and turned around "It's time" she snapped.

Amber placed the old parchment close to the open flame of a repurposed Bunsen burner (most likely stolen from the local college) and read from it as her assistants threw ingredients onto her makeshift cauldron. Once she was done she let the edge of the parchment catch flame and slowly placed it atop the mix .

Sarah cursed remembering she never did share her location with the group after the d&d session was over, whatever these idots were trying to do would surely not end well for her.

Amber stood up holding the cauldron with some old-yet-matching red oven mitts. She was smiling triumphantly as she walked towards Sarah.

"You don't expect me to drink that, do you?"

"Oh of course not!" She grinned as she flipped the pot over Sarah's head, bathing her in the scalding hot potion.

Amber stepped out of the circle quickly as Sarah screamed.

"Agghh it burns you psycho!"

"You have been cursed!! Soon you will become a beast!! Something so monstrous your mind won't even survive the change"

Sarah curled inwards in pain, she was panicking, she knew she needed to go to a hospital fast...these were surely at least third degree burns. She needed to release herself from the ropes somehow. Sarah looked down at her hands in hopes of finding a way out and then.. she noticed. Her skin which had always been of a beautiful tan was now mottled with silver scales. Whatever Amber had done.. it was actually working! There had to be a way to resist this, she focused all her mind and energy staying her breath..on not becoming whatever this was..and then Amber spoke again.

"You're already changing! You will be an ugly dragon! As stupid as any animal! People will come to hunt you and you will die and be hung up as a trophy somewhere" she cackled maniacly as she watched.

"Dragon?" Sarah blinked twice. "I'm becoming a dragon?!" The horror and fear immediately left her and she grinned happily as she let go all resistance. Her transformation finished almost instantly.

The dust hadn't even settled when Sarah bulldozed her way out of that room, her restraints had not survived her transformation and she was set on making the most out of that. As she was escaping she managed to find her things. She put her head through her messenger bag's armstrap as best she could and broke through the kitchen door into freedom.

As soon as she was out she took flight. The cool air of the winter night felt like bliss itself on her scales and the clouds made her feel safe and at home.

She parked herself atop some clouds noticing she could actually rest upon them and then she took a moment to evaluate how much she had changed.

Under the moonlight she inspected her new shape, marveling in the majesty of her scales, wings and tail. She let out a giddy laugh. This has always been one of her fantasies but more than that, now it felt right, like this is what she truly was meant to be, even if it meant she could never be normal again.

Once the excitement and shock had settled down, it suddenly dawned on her.. "Oh I've GOT to tell Dan about this!" Laying her bag onto the solid cloud she pushed through the contents until found her phone, she grinned upon finding it and said "Ok Google, Call DanDan"