Might

It was a bit of a surprise for John one day as he exited his apartment for a man to be standing there, seemingly waiting for him. He struck up a conversion almost immediately.

“I’m sorry to bother you,” He said, “But before the Shift this was where I lived, that was my body. I was wondering if it would be possible for me to come inside for a little bit, soak up a few memories, and maybe even take a few of my things that have some sentimental value to me.”

John was shocked, “The Shift? It’s been almost two years now. Why did you wait so long?”

“Losing my body was difficult for me. I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to see it again. As time passed, I realized there were things I missed.”

John seemed skeptical, “How do I know? I mean, do you think you’re the first person who had shown up here claiming this body was once theirs? I was trusting the first time. It was a big mistake. And even I did believe you, I can’t help you right now. I’m on my way out. I have things to do. If you can think of some way to prove to me that you did once have this body, then wait here for me to return. I might let you in on my way back.”