"Yea, you're right, Ms. Roberts. Er, Elizabeth," Dave says, obviously flustered both by the game and how attractive your mother is. He places the dice back in the box. "I'm sorry, Brian, but I have no idea if this game will be as kind to me as it's been to you."
You shrug. Spending some time with this body might be fun. However, a beeping sound starts to be emitted from the card dispenser and a new message starts to flash. Nervously, the three of you read it:
GAME IN PROGRESS! GAME CANNOT CONCLUDE UNTIL THERE IS A WINNER!
David looks nervously at your mother. She seems unfazed. "David, we're taking a break until we can figure out how to handle...this," she says, gesturing to your older body. "We can maybe try and continue later."
No sooner has she said this that a white card pops out. Unlike the others, this one has text reading "PUNISHMENT!" on the back. David gulps, your mother stares, and you wince. The other two don't seem to willing to pick it up, so you do so. Flipping it over, you see who the punishment is for.
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