Pledge

“I really don’t know if this was a good idea,” Harrison confessed to Mark.

“One of the requirements for pledging the frat was showing up to this bar tonight. And this bar is notorious for checking ID. Everyone pledging is going to have to be creative to get in,” Mark explained.

“I know. I get it. But we lied to our professors about being interested in their body swapping research, and then we took those drugs, and then we let them swap bodies with us. What if we messed up? What if we can’t swap back or we took too many drugs?”

“Relax. Our bodies were still alive when we left; they were just asleep. They’ll be fine! And of course we can just use the device again to swap back; it’ll be fine!”

“But how are we going to even prove it’s us here when we don’t look like us? And I don’t even see any of the frat members here...or any other pledges!”

“Maybe they all had to get as creative as we did. I’m sure there will be some sort of announcement or maybe a password. We just have to wait.”

“I don’t know how much longer I can stand being in Professor Huang’s body!”

“You can bail if you want to, but don’t expect me to save your ass by telling about anything that happens tonight.”

Harrison sighed, “Fine. I’ll stay, but I’m still nervous about this whole thing.”