Vicky

Vicki was the sweetest big sister anyone could imagine. With her bright eyes, soft smile, and gentle voice, she was a picture of innocence. She spent her days helping her younger siblings with their homework, playing dress-up, and baking cookies. Everyone in the family adored her for her kindness and pure heart. One afternoon, while searching through old boxes in the attic, Vicki found a small, strange bottle hidden among forgotten trinkets. The liquid inside shimmered under the light, and curiosity got the best of her. She opened it and, without thinking, took a small sip. Moments later, a strange sensation washed over her. Vicki's hands twitched, and she suddenly felt an odd compulsion to drop to all fours. Her senses heightened—she could smell everything, hear the faintest sounds. She began to chase her own shadow, barking excitedly, wagging an imaginary tail. She nuzzled her siblings, begging for pats