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Hanna regained composure long enough to realize something was very wrong, and made a dash for the door even as her sneakers turned into high heeled Mary Janes. Reaching the door she tried to push it open, but found it was stuck, try as she might it wouldn’t budge. As she pushed she looked down to her arms braced against the door and saw them grow paler, black lines appearing over her elbows, wrists, and fingers. As she watched in amazement the lines seemed to deepen, before suddenly segmenting her body entirely.