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  "Thank you Debra," I spoke with appreciation.

  "Alright everyone you know the drill, get into you're places," I commanded them.

  They began to scurry to their places, while I finished up. I switched out the regular lights with some dim red lights, and had some of my plant tendrils morph into a larger version of me to fight Isabel, and I hid. When she walked in, she looked worried, almost terrified.

  "Mother," she called out.

  "Isabel, I've been wanting to speak to you," my clone said excitedly.

  "Did I do something wrong," she said with a wary expression.

  "No Isabel, I think it's time for your test," the clone spoke calmly.

  "Test? What test," she asked with a perplexed look.

  My clone started walking towards Isabel, and she began backing away anxiously from the tendrilous figure. 

  "It's time for you to fight me," my clone said evilly.

  With that, my clone let out a scream that shook the entire room. Isabel looked horrified by the task put before her, but the look didn't last long. My plant clone threw tendrils at her feet, but she dodged them easily. She grabbed a chair, and swung, hitting the plant in the head. It shrieked in pain and threw more tendrils, but they missed. Isabel found a knife, ran towards the plant, and cut deep into its leg.

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