She felt her fingernails dig into her palm from gripping the pencil way too hard. Slightly wincing in pain, she looked down at her hand, gasping. She had a very distinct black outline that was filled in with a peach-like color. Staring at her arms, they lacked any form of structure and wiggled loosely. Cassie had the signature four-fingers that all cartoon characters had, but lacked gloves.
Cassie stared at her reflection in the shiny marble flooring. Her sapphire irises changed into black pupils with slits in the middle. Her face was more round and lacked any kind of definition. Cassie ran a hand through her textureless hair, and exhaled slowly.
"I'm a cartoon character..." she whispered aloud, then immediately clamped her hands over her mouth. Her voice gained a tinny, grainy sound, like it was recorded on vinyl.
