Terrified, the driver removed the key and held it towards Paula.
“On second thoughts, leave it in the ignition and turn the engine on,” she mumbled.
Paula’s mind raced. She had to get help, but she was in no shape to drive.
”Now lie on the ground,” Paula gestured, but the increasingly heavy gun fell from her feeble grip.
Paula doubled up in agony as the transmogrification surged. Expletives prickled her reptilian lips.
“Listen, half-lizard-girl, you need help. Get in and I’ll drive,” said the driver, gun held tightly.