With a quick flight you land and roll across the stage, fulfilling your wish to be a head rolling on the ground. You feel almost liberated from your body as you lose all feeling in it. You see Jenny gasp at your decapitation as you marvel at it. You hear footsteps headed towards you. Hands, that are too large to be Isabella's pick you up. Turning you around you see your own body holding you. It now has a mind of its own.
"Woah, nice" you say starring at your own neck stump, covered in skin. Your own body tucks you under your arm and brings you back to your seat. You then...
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