As you head towards the easterly group, you begin to feel rather peculiar tingles all over your body. As you are now within a few feet of the boys you begin to shout and are alarmed at how your voice seems to squeek. When you tap one of the boys on the shoulder your hands appear..... well different, smoother, and the scar you had on your left hand from juggling chainsaws in the dark is gone, (all the missing fingers appear to have regrown).
WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON???????