After a few minutes, I took the pan off of the burner, and dipped my hand in it. "Geez!" I yelled, and quickly pulled it out again. "Alright, now if I'm correct, when this stuff becomes cold, if I touch it, and don't transform, then I'm cured, if I transform into fuzzy, then I'm still cursed." I said, as I put the pan into the fridge to speed up the cooling. I then got out another pan, scooped up some more of the water from the barrel, and put it on the stove. "Might as well get yours heating up to save time." I said.