He tried to take my life. Instead I took his.
It happened so long ago, I've forgotten the details. But he was desperate, hungry enough to kill. As I was dying, my hand touched his. That's when my first switch took place.
I looked through the eyes of my killer just in time to see my own body die.
Now switching is easy. I can jump from body to body, have any life, be anyone.
All it takes is a touch.
