Her face

You sister looks at you, “Have you ever seen that Nicolas Cage movie... face off?”

“The one where they trade faces?”

“Yeah. Do you... do you think that would work?”

“There’s only one way to find out” you walk over the the guillotine and stand straight up. You place your face right under the blade. When the blade falls your face floats the the ground like a piece of paper.

“Gah!” Your sister jerks when she sees you

“What do I look like?”

“Featureless, like your face is made of plastic. It’s so uncanny...” she walks over to the blade and sets herself up under the blade like had and then chops. When her face floats to the floor you pick it up and hand her yours. You look into each others eyes knowingly as you apply her face to yourself like a mask. When you look up what you see frightens you. Your very own sister standing there as she had been, but when she brushes her brown locks from her face the face you see is your own. A somewhat disturbing sight, but interesting nonetheless. Wondering what you must look like, you pull up a discarded stand-up mirror and gaze upon yourself. Your sisters face, makeup and all, was now resting on your head.

“This is so surreal” you mused, touching your face.

“Sooo... what do you want to do now?”