*Episode 11: The Plan*:
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*Episode 11: The Plan*
The room was quiet—too quiet. I (Maya, still trapped in Luna's body) stared at the torn page from the dusty calendar we found in Ajax's garage. There, circled in red ink, was a chilling date: *October 13th*.
"It's not even on a Friday," Luna (still in my body) pointed out, raising an eyebrow.
"Exactly," I said, flipping back the pages. "Freakie Friday doesn't follow normal rules… it chooses when it wants to strike."
Ajax crossed his arms. "You two don't understand. This isn't just some silly wish—there are *rules*. And if you mess them up again... you might never switch back."
A lump formed in my throat. "So what do we do?"
Ajax hesitated, then pulled out a tiny notebook. "I've been tracking these events for years. Every successful switch-back happened during a *perfect storm*—emotions, timing, location… even the *moon* has to be right."
Luna scoffed. "What is this, a magic horoscope?"
"Laugh all you want," Ajax said, "but if you want your lives back, you need to do three things:"
He held up his fingers. "One: Be at the place where the first wish was made. Two: Speak your *true* desire. No lies, no hesitation. And three…" He paused. "There has to be a sacrifice."
Luna and I exchanged a nervous glance.
"Sacrifice?" I asked.
Ajax nodded. "Something meaningful. Something you're willing to give up forever."
A long silence followed.
"I just want to be me again," I said softly.
"And I want my old life back," Luna muttered.
"Then you better get planning," Ajax said, heading toward the door. "October 13th is closer than you think."
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