"Who are you?" The man asked. Dante sighed.

"The man who now has your wife's body. She stole mine for some reason. I'm just here to collect her clothes. You shouldn't even be back home just yet. She said you'd be at least a few more hours."

"My conference, I got an earlier flight... what the hell is going on?"

"What I told you is all I know. She's not around here, I don't know where she went. She's fine, if you can call our situation fine, but she left me here."

"She, she left me?"

"I am sorry. Truly. Look, if you give me a few minutes, I can be out of here and you will never have to see me again. As for seeing your wife, don't be shocked if she looks a bit different than when you last saw her. Most of her is under my neck now."