It had started raining shortly after the Great Shift. Justin assumed his body was probably not far from where he had been. He looked out of the balcony from the apartment he was now in; it was only a few blocks away. He had tried calling his own number several times without an answer.
He hoped hoped his body was safe, but did he really want to risk going out there at night while it raining into a city where all sorts of people swapped into the wrong bodies were likely going crazy? No, it just didn’t make any sense.
He was safe in this apartment; he was safe in this woman’s body. At least for now. At least until morning. Once he woke up, he could figure more out. He could figure out his next steps.
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