"I'm going to a wedding," you replied. "My best friend since elementary school's finally getting married."
"Sounds delightful," he replied. "Alright, here we go..."
He strapped you into the terminal, pushed a few buttons, and you closed your eyes.
You felt a comfortable tingle go through your entire body, and the sounds around you suddenly altered, as if you were transported to a different location.
You opened your eyes and a woman at the counter smiled. "Welcome, Mr. Rivers. I hope you enjoy your time here."
She released you from the terminal and handed you a few documents, stating who's body you're in, where you'll be staying, and other important things like that.
You walked over to the body mirror placed so guests can get a better look at who they are, and you realized you are now...
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