You deny and struggle to get to your feet but fail. "You have charmed me with your resolve." And with her words your vision goes black. You hear the tick of a clock in your head. When you wake up, you are now sitting on a train station bench. You look down to two hands, your excitement overtakes you as you leap for joy. Yet a realization strikes you, that these aren't your hands. You run across to the station to the bathroom, to find a mirror.
In the reflection is a stranger.