“It’s pretty safe to untie me.” Jeremy said calmly, “I’m not angry about this body swap thing. I’m actually kind of happy about being in this body.”
“How do I know you won’t try to kill me?” The mad scientist replied. “No one is happy to have their brain transplanted into a different body.”
“Maybe I’m the first. And maybe you don’t have a reason to trust me, but are you really going to just leave me tied up forever? What was the long term plan here?”
“Fine. Just be patient...”
Junior often threw his inheritance around on poor investments, usually nerds with big promises and poor follow-through. So today, he had decided to do some surprise visits.
He brought his girlfriend Audrey along, and their first stop was a guy named Roger. Junior had invested close to a million dollars on Roger’s mind-brain machine -- whatever it was.
To Junior’s surprise, Roger explained the device was ready for testing, but two volunteers were needed. Junior pointed to Audrey and Roger and counted: one, two. Roger tried to protest, but Junior wouldn’t take no for an answer. He was paying for this, and he wanted to see results.
And so Audrey and Roger stepped into two pods in the warehouse, and after some lights and other stuff they stepped out. Both of them claimed they swapped bodies. But Junior was skeptical.
Roger in Audrey’s body laughed while trying to affirm the swap happened. Audrey in Roger’s body nodded meekly in agreement.
Ever since he was a kid, Ben had an interest in cars and dreamed of being a racecar driver. As he got older, he went to trade school and began working as a mechanic in his local shop; he still dreamed of working for the pit crew of a famous driver. Really, he always wished to be closer to that world. And then it happened one day in most unexpected way possible.
He was at home when it happened. When his vision blurred and it felt like he passed out. He was still standing though when his senses returned. The first thing he noticed was the scent of motor oil. Then the sounds or a track, and he could tell he was in the center of it. But he wasn’t in his own body, or any mechanic’s body; he wasn’t a racer either.
No, he swapped bodies with a pit babe. Being in the center of the action was certainly a thrill, but no one wanted to listen as he tried to explain his skills. His new job was clear: stand there and look pretty.
Cassie had been disoriented after the head swap. Finding herself on the body of a dog was a difficult situation to navigate! The dog didn’t have nearly the hard time she did and ran off almost instantly. It took her quite a while to find it again.
Except the dog’s head was very clearly not on her body anymore; it was on the body of some guy. She was now more concerned. Did this mean some guy was now running around the park with his head on her body? And if so, why would he let the dog just run off.
A chill ran down Cassie’s now canine spine. What if the man’s plan was to steal her body all along? What if he was doing something weird with it right now? No. No, it was impossible. He was sure to show up with her body any minute now. And maybe he’d know something about how or why they all swapped. Maybe he’d even have a way for them to get back to normal!