Tim directed Kelly's body into the room to release his old body. The voice in her head warned, "You must not do this. The process is not complete. You will be distroyed."
Tim released Kelly, who was in Tim's body. Kelly directed a punch to Tim's now feminine jaw. It connected squarely and Tim, in Kelly's much smaller body, went down and out for the count. As his mind drifted toward the dark regions of uncontiousness, he heard her old voice say, "That'll teach you to steal someone's body, you bastard!"
Tim/Kelly awoke slowly and painfully to someone slapping him in the face. He tried to slip back into the darkness a couple of times but whoever was slapping him would not allow him to do so.
"Wake up, Tim, you pervert."
He once again grasped the bit awareness that was offered him. He opened his eyes and looked into the face of Biff. Since it was Biff slapping him around, he figured that the earlier sensations must have been a dream.
"You finally dicided to rejoin the living, huh," snarled Biff?
"Not for long at this rate. You keep slapping me....." Tim stopped talking when he heard his voice. It was Kelly's voice coming out of his mouth. Or was it coming out of Kelly's mouth. His nightmare returned to him. He sat up and looked down at his body, only it wasn't his body. It was Kelly's body.
"What the hell's going on here, Biff?"
"Hell is a good term to use there Babe," chuckled Biff. "This is Hell and I've seen the Devil himself. Yep, he's about eight foot tall and ugly as mud, what you can see of him. That is unless he takes on someone else's form. He is a tricky thing alright."
"What are you talking about?" "Don't call me babe, either, you called me Tim at first so you know who I am."
"I'll call you whatever I please. You see, I had to tell old Mister Nasty that you were my mate or he would have melted you with the others."
"What do you mean by 'melted', he melted them?"
"He did something to them. One minute they were there and then they weren't."
