17Mom looks perfectly normal, except for the bright green scales all over her and the little pink forked tongue flickering in and out of her mouth.
For some reason, she's the first person we see when the new version of reality takes hold. She's the only person or thing we can see, since she is all the way up in our grill as soon as the world of words and whiteness goes away. Her face is inches away from Judd's...
(...as in two, three at the max...)
...and she looks and sounds frantic...
(...beyond frantic...)
...wide-eyed and shrill-voiced, on the border between the People's Republic of Panic and the Kingdom of Hysteria. Which, naturally, sets Judd's pulse racing, boosts blood pressure to the moon in him and me too as we both gotta wonder...
...what the flying fudge is it gonna be
