I was excited, but frightened. Thirteen of them, backs to the darkness. They all reached out to me, arms wanting to hold, to have, to be taken. Behind...them, the darkness stirred. Everything smelled like vanilla. Blueberries. Blueberry muffins. I awoke smelling blueberry muffins. I didn’t remember baking them, but I did bake them from time to time. Running water. The shower. Humming? The last few were not unusual, were I the one in the shower. The blanket hit the floor with a ‘Thufffft’. I. I guess I was lost in the voyeuristic moment because Lindie soon said, “Do you like what you see so far?”“It’s interesting to see your curtain rising slowly and anticipating what is next,” I told her. Then before the frown I expected from my comment could form, rethinking my answer, I said, “Yes. You are perfect and I like what I can see ... You!“That’s what’s important to me, not what I can view with my eyes or not see with them. What I see is you, not just parts of you but all of you, and. . you---NO! It can't be you... My God! What has happened to us?" Dan... Dan... I... I... don't know, but..." Suddenly, the person that occupied Dan's body let out a shriek."That's me! Me...! Me...! I... I... Who the hell are you? What is happening ... where am I..." The voice faded out, replaced by a series of shuddering sobs."Hon, hang on. Hang on. I don't know what's happened, or HOW it could have happened, but it seems you're in my body... and... and... I guess I'm now in yours," Dan. This time when I went there and realised that her husband is on a company trip for 10 days and her daughter is also gone for a trip to manali from her school. I sat down on the couch and asked for the laptop and the problem she explained me and went to the kitchen to make the dinner. Then suddenly I heard her screaming followed by the sound of falling of utensils. I rushed to the kitchen and saw her lying on the floor with spilled grains. She hurt her back really bad, I helped her to get up and.