**When Biff awoke he was laying on his back. Turning his head to the side he saw Queke being stuffed into an airlock by himself? He tried to speak but nothing came out. He felt a collar around his neck. His former body turned around looked at him and spoke "I think you're really going to like what I'm going to do to you!" and then he laughed a sick and twisted laugh. Harker turned back to the airlock and ejected Bella, in Queke's body, into the vacuum of space. "Don't worry my lady, that was the former occupant of the body you now posess. You no longer have to worry about returning it." Again he laughed.
Biff looked down at his, now her body: it wasn't his! It was Bella's! She looked back at her former body and the twisted grin it now wore.
"Let me introduce myself. Harker T. McCoy, perhaps you've heard of me? I was, or I should say, I am the most brilliant scientist who ever lived. They had the nerve to lock me, Harker T. McCoy, up just because I have a hobby. Women are my hobby, they called it rape and kidnapping, but it was just a hobby. It's not like I killed someone, well not until I was incarcerated. Humanity cut of it's collective nose to smite it's collective face. The good I would have done would have far outweighed any small negatives.
"Well enough of my history." Harker waved a small device at the helpless Biff. "You see this device, I invented it, its a mental transfer device. I have a much larger one back at the Edifice. I used it so that you can have the experience of a lifetime!"**
"I'm not this woman, she stole my body" Queke sobbed.
The red head slapped her. "Good story Harker" Zane replied, "but I'm not buying it. Now tell me how to operate this machine and maybe I'll take it easy on you."
"She might be telling the truth" Rodger said. "Remember how she undid my collar. I don't think Harker would have been that foolish."
"Yeah, that did seem strange" the second man remarked. "But everyone makes mistakes and she's been doing this a long time. Maybe she finally made a mistake."
The Brunette added her thoughts "Lets listen to her story and then decide."
"OK fine, but this had better be good Harker, lets hear it" Zane acquiesced. Queke sobbed out his story and then waited for their vedict.
In the end they believed her, not because of her story, but the way she told it. The real Harker could never contain his own ego.
As the second man started to untie Queke Rodger spoke, "I'm sorry for what I did to you Queke, please forgive me, my anger got the best of me. Let's start over. I'm Rodger, the man untying you is Carmen in my real body, he was originally the red head. The red head is Zane, I now have his body. The original owner of the brunette, Cindy, was forced into the hallway in Harker's body and killed by a robot. The Brunette is Nancy, you have her body now. The Blonde is Sarah who is in her original body."
Queke was still quite shaken but she tried to pull herself together. "I think I can operate the mind transfer device but first tell me everything about this Harker, especially how Cindy was killed. I might be able to get us out of here so we can track down Harker and my body!"
