“Amisha? Are you okay, Amisha?” I heard the soft voice flutter in my pounding head.
“Ugh. What the hell happened?” I asked, noting how strange my voice felt before adding, “And who’s Amisha?”
The soft voice continued, “There was like a flash of light and an earthquake. You fell down and hit your head. Do I need to call campus medical center?”
“Campus?”
As I started to look around, it was obvious I was in a dorm room. The soft voice came from a woman who seemed to be around twenty years old. And it also became very apparent I was in a body that was no longer my own. I realized I ha a decision to make. I could pretend to be “Amisha,” presumably this woman’s college roommate, or I could tell her the truth about being a 30 year old man who suddenly found himself in this body.
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