"Where are you going, Luke?" your mom asks as you're heading out.
"Just to the mall."
"Hmm. Be careful. Don't switch bodies with any weirdos. You should really just play with your friends or your siblings. And make sure you ask permission first!"
"Mom..."
"No butts, mister. I'm not going to try and stop you, but I want you to be safe. You're still my kid. If something happens, make sure you let me know so I can help. I'll be able to tell it's you, no matter what body you're in."
"Alright mom... Love you, bye."
Some time later, you get to the mall and start scoping out targets.
There's an old couple power walking through the mall, a lone father with his kid, and a number of bored looking retail employees sitting around in empty shops. The mall is not really the hippest place to find new bodies anymore. Maybe you should go somewhere else instead.
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