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Wenda hummed to herself as she walked down the halls, looking up at the marquees to find her movie.

Skull Smasher Reborn...

The Mosasuar...

Bath Salt Panda...

Betty Spaghetti...

That live-action remake of Quest For Camelot...

Another entry to that never ending racing movie franchise...

"Oh, here we are!" Wenda said as she stopped in front of Theater 12; 'The Descendants of The Solstice 3'. "And right on time for the previews."

Wenda opened the door and stepped inside the theater... Just as a couple walked by, the two giving each other a weird look.

In the theater, Wenda looked around to see that very few seats were free. She expected it, of course, given the good reviews this movie received. Walking past a few people, she found an empty seat in the front row and sat down when she heard two nerds talking with one another behind her.

"I saw this movie, like, eight times before, Jenny." One of the nerd girls said with a lisp, "But what I heard was that this is a special showing!"

"Why's that, Ames?" Jenny whispered.

"Because this one is the Director's Cut!" Amy practically squealed, "Three extra hours of scenes that the studio didn't think would work in the final cut!"

"Ooh. Sounds exciting!" Wenda whispered as she turned her attention to the screen.

Two hours later...

Leroy sat on his couch as he watched TV, trying to relax. However, he still couldn't help but worry about Wenda and Formula ENF21-A. It had been four hours since Wenda had ingested the formula, and he was her uncle after all. And it wasn't like Wenda even knew what the formula did...

"Maybe I should just check in on her, just to be safe..." Leroy said as he reached for his phone, dialing the number of Wenda's cellphone.

"Jones, Sophie!" A barista called out as the vagabond approached the counter, grabbing the coffee cup and paying before sitting back down at a table.

After that incident with the floating bottle in the hair salon window, the homeless woman decided to quit **** cold turkey. This was her twenty-forth cup and she might end up with a caffeine addiction after this, but anything to stop hallucinating. She was even starting to sober up after all this.

A loud pop song made her yelp, almost dropping her cup. She chuckled as she realized that it was the phone in her new pants pocket, pulling it out and seeing who it was from.

'Uncle Leroy'

"That name sounds familiar..." Sophie muttered to herself, unsure where she heard that name before. Shrugging it off, she pressed a button and answered.

"Wendy? Are you there?"

That made Sophie gulp a bit. Nonetheless, she cleared her throat and replied, "Uh, yes, Uncle Leroy. I'm here."

"Good! I - Wait, is something wrong with your voice, Dear?"

Crap!

"Oh, uh, caught a bit of a bug." Sophie lied, giving a half convincing cough.

"Well, I feel that I should explain things." Leroy said over the phone, apparently not noticing the lie. "You might notice that you're invisible now, correct?"

Sophie blinked in confusion, but otherwise said, "Yes...?"

"Well, do not worry too much about it, Dear." Leroy said, "Formula ENF21-A has a time limit of around twelve hours after ingestion. And according to my calculations, you have approximately... Seven hours left until your visible again. So don't do anything crazy, like say... Take all your clothes off and run around the town naked."

Sophie did a spit take, her eyes going wide in horror.

"I'm kidding of course, Wendy. I know you wouldn't do that. Just stay at home until the remaining seven hours are up and get some rest. Goodbye."

*Click*

"I'm screwed..." Sophie muttered. If that lunatic with the eerily familiar name was correct and not a nutcase, these clothes were not just discarded because they were unwanted; they actually belonged to someone that willingly took them off because they didn't need them!

And once this "Formula ENF21-A" wore off, this "Wendy" would come looking for them, only too find them missing.

And if this "Wendy" was caught by the police, she wouldn't want to sound crazy and say she misplaced them on an invisible naked run. So, she would have to tell the police that she was mugged of her clothes.

And if the police went out looking for the mugger who was wearing her clothes and saw Sophie...

"I've lived on the streets for four years, and not once have I been arrested." The twenty-two year old muttered, "And I don't plan on getting arrested now!"

Sophie looked up at the clock on the wall, letting out a squeak as she saw that her panicking had wasted time. This "Wendy" now had six hours before she was visible again!

"I gotta find her and give her her clothes and stuff back!" Sophie said as she bolted up from the table, racing out of the coffee shop and down the street before screeching to a halt. "Wait... How the hell am I gonna find a woman who's invisible?!"

"Are you sure you're not eating it all?" A woman whispered to her date as she gestured to the nearly empty popcorn bucket.

"I swear!" The man whispered in response as he pointed to an empty soda cup, "Besides, you're the one drinking all the root beer!"

"I am not!"

"Keep it down, will you!" Another man hissed as he and his date glared at the couple. "In case you're not aware there's a movie playing on screen!"

The first man and woman scoffed as they got up from their seats and headed towards the concessions stand for the umpteenth time.

"Well, I'm making the concession stand money." Wenda chuckled quietly as she munched on the last popcorn piece in her hand. "Dang this movie is good! I mean, not as good as the second one, but that's a tough act to top."

Unknown to Wenda, another couple setting next to her, a nerdy and mousy looking woman and a overweight man, were watching intently at the screen as the woman munched on her candy and the man slurped on his slushy.

And then a jump scare from the villian's pet monster appeared on screen.

"GAAAAH!" The man shrieked, tossing his slushy to the side as he gripped his date...

Causing Wenda to hold in a shriek of her own as the slushy landed on her head upside down. She muttered as she shivered and tossed the cup to the ground.

"Sweetie? Are you okay?" The woman asked sweetly.

"S-sorry, April." The man stammered, "I scare easily. You must think I'm a big, fat baby, don't you?!"

"No. No, Brian! I don't think that at all!" April said as she held her date's hand, "Fear's a natural emotion, and I...."

Wenda saw the comforting expression on April's face turn to a look of confusion as she trailed off, staring right through her.

No, not through her. At her.

Wenda looked down and saw that she was coated in the colored syrup of the slushy, outlining her body. She let out a squeak as she looked up and saw April remove her glasses and rub her eyes.

She needed to get this off her now!