The air was cold; the snow was colder. But I didn’t want to move yet. My mind was still catching up with the realization that I now had a new body; I was an entirely new person. I knew I wasn’t the only one. I could hear people screaming about in the distance. My response of inaction seemed quite out of the ordinary.
But I knew I couldn’t stay here forever. It was below freezing, and I could die from the low temperatures. It would likely be a long, slow, painful death. And even with all the chaos of the swapping, someone would probably save me before that happened.
And so I eventually got out of the snow and stood up. I looked down. I was a woman now. And that fact made me afraid. And that’s why I had just...
...waited.
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