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Tuesday, June 25, 2013


The case seemed fairly open and shut. They had found the woman next to the murdered body. The police asked for her story, and she told them that they wouldn’t believe her if she told them. They asked for her name, and she said the same thing, so they dubbed her Jane Doe. It wasn’t long before Jane was awaiting trial in prison. One night she reached through the bars and shook the woman in the cell next to her awake.

“They’d never believe me if I told them,” Jane said, “But I’ve got to tell someone. My real name is Fred Sanchez, and I’m innocent. I was home when I heard screams next door. I ran over and saw this woman over that dead body. Then she did something somehow and switched bodies with me. It was some weird voodoo shit. I knew the police would never believe me. Heck, even I don’t really believe me. I often wonder if I really am this woman, and I just couldn’t cope with the psychology of killing another person and invented a previous life for myself in my mind. But I remember my life as Fred so clearly that I’m sure I was him before all this. I’m sure of it. I’m sure I’m innocent.”


  1. Ooohhhh, I really like this one! The idea of a body swap to escape a crime is something that I've been thinking about doing a story on for a while. Great CAP!