Chapter #5How is this happening? by: Unknown I get up off the floor and smile at Shannon and I say "You know who I am this time ShanShan?" and she looks at me in bewilderment. "But... I thought it wasn't true... But only Marks ever calls me that... So its really true Mark it was you in Joe?" and I reply happily "Yea-" and unexpectedly she jumps on me laughing "I can't believe its you! I would of have been so lost without you Mark" she cries a tear of joy. "Its alright Shannon I'm here now... sort of" I laugh looking down upon Greg's body. "Lets get you out of here" I say still not accustomed to Greg's deep voice.
"Wait, this is just too weird... I mean how does it feel to be in a different body, I can't even take you seriously while your in that police officers body...." Shannon sighs and I sigh too " Shannon its strange trust me, but inside of this officer we both don't know is me, so lets get out of here first before talking more about this".
We both walk out and I look around thinking someone will see me for whom I truly am but everyone goes about their business not even giving us a glance. "Coast is clear" I chuckle, but then an officer walks up to me and Shannon and says "Done with the questioning?" and I reply maybe a bit too quickly "Yeah". I realize its the woman from earlier named Julie and she looks at me and says "Greg where are the papers you took the notes down on?" and I stutter "O-oh yeah I forgot them in the room, silly me" I let out a nervous laugh. "Thats not like you Greg" Julie laughs as I went back inside to grab the papers. I take a last glance at Shannon to see if she would be ok alone for a bit and she gives me a nod as Julie chit chats with her for a little. I walk back into the room and grab the papers to see a list of analysis Greg has written down onto the paper over the interview. I flip through it not interested as I head back out and hand Julie the papers. "That should be all of it" I say smiling at Julie and she nods and says "Thanks, and Shannon it'll get better" as she heads back into her cubicle.
"Well lets go Shannon" I say in an authoritative voice as I lead her across the station to the door leading outside. Leaving the station, we both see a parking lot of many police cars and I gulp in hesitation "How am I suppose to find Gre- I mean my police car?" as a bead of sweat rolls down by face. "Why don't we take a look at your wallet idiot" Shannon laughs ", I bet it has some form of information in there".
"Thats a good idea" I grumble ", and don't talk to me like that I'm a police officer" we both laugh. I pat both of my pocket to find Greg's wallet and keys and upon closer examination I laugh at Shannon "I found a much easier way" as I click the unlock button on the car remote on his set of keys. A beep comes from the car to our very right and I say " Follow me miss. I'm bringing you home ".
We both walk up to the car and I chuckle and look at Shannon and I say "Like my ride?" and she laughs awe we both get into the car. "Uhh I don't even have my license yet" I say sitting in the drivers seat. "C'mon Mark you have your permit that's good enough plus YOU do have your license, you're Greg remember? Just drive slower its not like anyone is going to stop a police car" Shannon laughs. "You know this is actually pretty cool" I say still not used to Greg's voice ", It's almost I'm actually a police officer" and Shannon cuts in "YOU ARE A POLICE OFFICER" and I laugh "You know what I mean."
While driving along on the road, I gulp and say to Shannon " Things are really going to change..." and Shannon nodded in silence but then said "Look on the bright side Mark, its either this or no more you and I am pretty sure I would have this than no more you" and I reply "I guess so.... thanks Shannon it means alot" and she replies "No problem dork". I continue to drive until I end up at the condo complex Shannon's father pays for her and we both get out of the car unsure what to do next. "Ugh I cant wait to just lay down and not worry about this mess for a while" Shannon said while she led me up to her condo. I look around still amazed at just how luxurious the area she lives in. Car after car, I see only the top models and the don't even get me started on the swimming pool. We finally arrive at her room as she unlocks the door and lets us both in and she sighs while shutting the door.
"Want something to eat? I'm famished" she says as we walk into her kitchen. "Umm, sure why not" I reply and she fishes out some cold pizza and soda as we eat it sitting on her couch watching some cartoons. "This is great" I say my mouth stuffed with food and she replies "Yeah, alot better now we are away from that huge mess, but we still don't know how this happened Mark! I mean look at you! You're in the freaking body of a 40 year old police officer named Greg!"
"Think! How could of this happened!" She moans looking at the TV and I try to remember the instant I fell what happened and I reply "Well.... I do remember feeling this weird sensation.... on my back" and Shannon instantly pops up and says "It must be the box inside your book bag" and she scrambles to the table and unzips my bag and fishes out the box that fell out of the sky.
"Well whats left of it" she says, as she brings out the metal box, or at least whats left of it. She opens the box and we look inside to see an empty vial with a little note inside. Shannon grabs the note and unfolds it and reads it and her mouth opens and she stutters "Wha-t is this..." and she hands me the piece of paper over. "You'll be most pleased with the results of what we have created. Use it wisely I don't think we will ever be able to create another vial. We wish you luck in using your new found powers in taking control over many business and bringing down that scumbag political party... What does this mean???" I question and Shannon sighs "Mark its obviously some crazy maniac who create a type of chemical which imbued you the power to become a ghost and possess people!". Shannon begins to pace around the room and she continues "Obviously this was bieing sent to another maniac who was going to use it to his advantage and do something horrible..." and suddenly I find her eyes pouring into me ", Mark we might just have saved the country from alot of problems! But I'm sure the plane wasn't just falling out of the sky out of coincidence, we'll have to find out the meaning behind this."
Suddenly a cell phone goes off as it vibrates in Greg's pocket and Shannon says "Pick it up". I tentatively pick up the phone, which just so happens to be a smart phone and I pick up the call saying "Hello Ma-Greg speaking" and Shannon gives me a glare and I give her back a shrug. "Greg are you done dropping off the girl? We need you back here when you're done we have alot of paper work that needs to be done" and I reply in "Uhh yeah sure thing I'll be back as soon as I can" and I hang up the phone.
"What do they want" Shannon asks and I reply "They want me or rather Greg to get back to the station to do some important paper work. Shannon shouldn't I just de-possess Greg and let him go on his own? I mean I sure don't wanna be doing his job for him and it's better if we stick together" and Shannon nods in agreement. "Sure just do your thing and I'll find you a good body to take control of for a while and then we can find out more about this problem...". "Alright here goes" I say as I close my eyes trying to get the same sensation from earlier.
Nothing happens and I try harder and harder and Shannon says "C'mon mark we don't have all day" and I grunt "I'm trying Shannon but its not working...". I continue for a few more minutes with no avail and I say sadly "I think I'm stuck..." and Shannon replies "This can't be good...".
Greg's phone rings again and I quickly pick it up to hear yelling on the other side "Greg what are you doing! It doesn't take this long to drop off a girl at her home who lives only 5 minutes away! We need you right now what are you doing?" a man yells on the other side. "Sorry, the girl started crying so I was consoling her" I said making up a lie and Shannon gave a funny smile at me. "Well hurry up Greg, this is important stuff... It's about the crash in the park" and the man hangs up.
"Oh gosh" I say shoving Greg's phone back into his pocket ", They want Greg back at work because it has something to do with the plane crash..." Shannon looks at me and says "Well go on then go, we can't do anything about your problem with now and it actually this is perfect. You can be our inside eyes on whats happening and they'll never suspect a thing" Shannon snickers. "This isn't a game Shannon" I moan "I mean look at me as I point into the mirror ", I just want to be back to normal. Not in some 40 year old police officer who has a beer belly" as I take both of my hands and shake the bulging belly up and down. Shannon laughs "Oh my gosh that look too funny". I pouted and said "Well at least someone is finding fun out of this" and Shannon says "I'm sorry Mark, but you have to admit that would look funny if you were looking from the outside".
"I guess so" I smile ", well I better be off back to the station before they explode" and Shannon gives me a tight hug and whispers "Come back soon". I nod and leave her condo to find my self alone again walking to an uncertain future in the body of a 40 year old police officer who probably had too many donuts.
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