“So you’re saying…”
“Yes?”
“That my head…”
“Yes.”
“Is currently on someone else’s body.”
“That’s correct. I know it’s a lot to handle.”
Sarah turned to look in the mirror across the room. At first glance, she looked normal enough. Her head did look just a tiny bit incongruous, hair and makeup still done up for the party she’d been on her way to. But her body – it seemed normal enough. Was it really possible? She looked back at Kim, with her pale head on its dark brown body. She looked down at herself. Maybe it was her imagination, but the hue of her skin did seem ever-so-subtly different. And there – there was a little mole. Sarah didn’t have that mole. She gasped softly. “I need to sit down,” she said, and promptly did.
“So… who are we?” Sarah asked, looking over her new body.
“I can answer that!” Kim said. “We’ve made some modifications to the technology, so now we can pinpoint where a person comes through – and who they end up as. It took a while to find you, as I said, but now that we have we won’t lose you again.”
“That’s great, but it doesn’t answer my question.”
“Your body’s name is Jocelyn McAllister. She’s 22 and going through beauty school to be a hairdresser. I’m currently her roommate, Donna.”
“Wild… So this body’s 22, huh? I guess I should feel younger or something.”
“As I said, you’re quite lucky to have this body. You can’t imagine some of the bodies I went through looking for you.”
“You’re right, I can’t imagine.” Sarah suddenly realized something that had been bothering her. “Hang on a second. If our machine was supposed to facilitate travel between dimensions, how did I end up teleported onto someone else’s body instead?”
“Well, you did travel between dimensions. Or universes, I should say. We’re both in an alternate reality right now.”
“Really?” Sarah was pleased to learn that the machine had functioned almost correctly. Almost.
“Yes, that’s why I had to go in after you. If you’d remained in the same reality, we could have located you using normal means.”
“That’s true, I guess. You mentioned that other people don’t notice that your head and body don’t match?”
“Correct. Apparently everyone sees you as being your host. So this world should perceive you as Jocelyn McAllister, with nothing unusual. We aren’t sure why.”
Sarah thought. “I suppose it’s possible that we created a new reality, one in which I’ve always been this person. That would explain what happened to the real Jocelyn – she didn’t exist until now.”
Kim nodded. “That’s an interesting theory, but we can’t be sure.”
“We’ll have a lot to research. How are we going to get back?”
Kim’s face had a pained expression.
“How are we going to get back?” Sarah repeated.
“…That’s the problem. I can go back, but I didn’t go in at the same time as you. We still don’t know how to get you out.”
A lump formed in Sarah’s throat. “But,” Kim continued quickly, “now that we know where you are, I can check in on you any time and keep you updated on our progress! There’s hope!”
For a minute Sarah said nothing. “What am I supposed to do in the meantime?” She finally asked. “Do I just pretend to be this Jocelyn person?”
“That’s up to you, I guess. If you do, I can help you out with information about her.”
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