Ethan stared at the face in the abstract painting, and he couldn’t help but notice that it looked remarkably similar to his current face -- the woman he had somehow transformed into. Yet he also remembered the last time he came to this museum; it had been different; it had been male.
However, searching through brochures at the museum, the face in the painting had always looked as it currently has. In most normal situations, he’d assume his memory was simply wrong, but this was not a normal situation. Transforming into a woman had been too strange, too memorable, and too magical for this memory to be misaligned. Much like the painting, everyone had thought he always had been a woman after the transformation. It had to be related somehow. But how? Nothing was revealed by merely observing the painting, and his research turned up nothing as well. But it had to have answers; there had to be some way to reveal its secrets. And maybe, just maybe, he’d also find a way to get back to normal.