I sit in the classroom area analysing my surroundings. It’s less than 24 hours since I entered this host body and I’m still assimilating its strange thoughts and bizarre behaviours. Suddenly I’m aware that a name, my name, is being called out by the human at the front of the room.
“Peter! Have you completed that homework yet?”
I found myself replying, “Sorry Miss, forgotten it.” A phrase, it appears, my host had used many times.
“Oh Peter, you’d forget your head if it wasn’t screwed on!”
I look at her suspiciously. How did she know I could unscrew my head?