Tim awoke in an unfamilar place...it felt like a prison, but also a laboratory. He saw 7 foot tall tubes. He squinted his eyes to make out Biff's body in one of the tubes...then next to it he thought he saw himself...he rubbed his eyes for a minute. He then thought to look at himself and got a very different picture. He was now, er, she was now a herself. Skin-tight jeans, a bikini top, short bleached blonde hair...he was in Kelly's body.
"How did this happen?" Tim thought.
A female voice spoke in Tim's head, "Your soul is strong."
"Get out of my head!"
"No, no, let me explain. I am what you humans might call, well, a God. I seek souls, you see and I can do anything. Usually, when I strip a body of its soul...well, it usally weakens them to a point where I can capture them. However, yours grew in strength, so I had to place it back in a vessel so that I can save my energy, remove it again, and attempt to steal it."
"I'd like to keep my soul, thank you."
"You have no choice."
"Well, couldn't you have at least put me in my own body?"
"Does it seem like I care?"
"No, I guess not."
"I leave you until I have regained my strength."
"But..."
