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“Should I stay or should I take what I have?” Petra asked, “I just started to get fucking hot, I can’t stop now. And I am getting smarter as I get hotter.”

“There is still that IQ card and what ever effects it might have,” Jack said in a cheerful but ominus fashion.

“I am sure you would love having me as Chrissi’s intellectually inferior understudy,” Petra shrugged, “But that is a risk I have to take.”

“As long as you know what you are gambling,” Jack said with a shark’s smile, “Now which box will you pick next?”

“Sixteen,” Petra spoke clearly and firmly.

“Chrissi, lets see what’s in box number Sixteen!” Jack barked.

Chrissi opened the box and pulled out a card with a dollar sign on it, she flipped it over and it read $100,000.

“One hundred thousand dollars,” Jack smiled, “That’s a chunk of change right there, not the big prize.”

“Still using the right investment strategy, that can become a million dollars in two years,” Petra said, surprised at herself for saying that, “Lets try number five.”

“Chrissi would you please show us what is in box number five?” Jack called.

Chrissi walked over and opened the case and pulled out the card, on one side was a stick figure. Jack pulled up the message from the tablet.

“Stick Figure, which is a change to your Body Type,” Jack smiled as he read the change about to happen, “Red Sonja Glamazon; You are lean, tall, and athletic but you are three to four times stronger than your body build would normally be!”

Petra felt her body shake and groan as pain racked up and down her body. After a few seconds, it passed and she looked over at Jack, she was now just as tall, if not a bit taller than the host and considerably taller than the five foot two she had been minutes ago.

“Wow,” Jack was impressed, “You look great. What is the prophecy of Acrisius?”

“The prophecy of Acrisius is that king Acrisius of Argos will be killed by his grandson, the child of his daughter Danae and unknown to him at the time Zues, the hero Perseus.”

“And how did that work out?” Jack asked.

“After Perseus married Andromeda,” Petra rattled off the formerly unfamiliar subject, “He invited his grandfather to meet him to make peace, and while waiting he tossed a discus and it struck the old man in the head killing him entirely by accident.”

“Ouch…” Jack said, “Well what would you like to pick next Petra?”

“Box number 10,” Petra called out.

“Let’s see what’s in box number ten,” Jack called out.

Chrissi walked the two steps down and opened the box labeled ten. In it she pulled out a Card with the black and white impression of a playing die on it.