The nurse didn't look up from her station as the figure walked past. She vaguely saw the old style nurse's uniform and knew of several nurse who for some odd reason still wore them, so she just kept to her work.

Had she looked up, she would have instantly realized the strangeness of the situation. She would not have seen the head of one of the nurses, but that of Dr. Wilson, a neurosurgeon who was walking as quickly as he could in heels.

As soon as he got out of line-of-sight of the nurse, he slowed his pace, now in a hallway that got little traffic this time of day. He then smiled, looking down and feeling his new body up. The nurse they had chosen for this, a pretty woman who did not realize she was being manipulated, would be very angry upon waking up and by then he hoped to be gone.

He laughed softly, remembering that her shift still had two hours to go. Well, if he leaves, he thought with a smile, most of her is leaving early for the day!