"Something throwing away remotes now?" Steven mumbled to himself as he stopped in the street to pick up a remote control he saw lying in an alleyway. "Okay, where's the TV?" he then laughed to himself, looking around. A more detailed inspection of the remote revealed that it wasn't any ordinary one. "The...Interchanger?" he said, reading the small print on the bottom of the device. The remote then seemed to vibrate in his hand for a second, much like a PS3 dualshock controller, and he felt a brief surge of energy shoot into his arm that felt an electric shock, almost like the thing was 'connecting' with him in some way. "Weird!" he mumbled.
As he continued on his way to work, wearing his red, trademark Wilkinson polo shirt, his beige coat, black trousers and black steel-tipped boots, Steven suddenly felt a rush of knowledge rush into his head from nowhere. And just like that...he knew everything about the remote, that its sole purpose was to switch people's bodies or body parts, their personalities or their clothing etc.
"Wow...this is..." Steven smiled, trying to comprehend what he was holding in his hand. After a while, he slipped it into his pocket and resumed heading to work. He was eager to try out the device, but he wasn't sure whether to do so now or wait until he got to work.
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