The can on the left

Your hand shaking you decide to just get it over with and pick one, with a 50-50 shot the odds can't be too bad. "Fuck it!" You grunt as you grab the can on the right. The other disappearing as the eerie silence in the room drives you mad with anticipation. Your heart pounding as you eye the can, hoping you made the right choice.

"Jesus!" You shout out as your phone blasts the familiar annoying ringtone. Grabbing it quickly, the phone slips out of your hand onto the floor in your desperation. "Fucking shit!" You pant as you pick it up and answer the call.

"He... hello...?" You stammer nervously.

"Mmmm interesting choice John...." The voice says with giggle before adding, "But I'm sure you're wondering if you made the right one..."

"Please... I had to pick one! Just tell me if its the right one!" You plead.

"Mmmmm but hearing you squirm is so much fun..." She teases.

"God dammit please tell me!" You shout out.

"Settle down... you're being very unattractive right now..." She replies before adding deviously, "You really shouldn't piss me off based on your poor choice..."

"What... what do you mean...? No... please...." You beg.

"I told you to choose wisely and you fucked it up... so disappointing...." The voice says sternly. "Now you just have live with the consequences."

"No... please don't... please...." You stammer before she cuts you off.

"Please don't..." She mimics before laughing deviously, "You sound so pathetic when you beg. Besides, there's nothing you can do to change my mind..." She replies sadistically.

You shudder as you feel strange and the room starts to spin. "What... what's happening...?" You whine as you hear an evil laugh on the other end.

"Oh you'll see..." She says deviously.

"Please... noo...." You beg weakly as you feel tired, your body hitting the ground as you faint.

You awaken several hours later, your eyes squinty as you awake groggily. Standing up you look in the mirror, shocked to see what you look like...