No, no no…

The vertigo lasted only a second or two, but the crashing waves of déjà vu would take days to sort out.  It didn’t happen every time.  Sometimes Jason entered a body devoid of memories, but that was a rare event.  This one, extravagant with fulsome tangles of recollection, threatened to crush his own into a singularity of trapped information.  Jason struggled to maintain his self; the core of his meaning.  His eyes shut tight against the world, he pushed back to stop the waves from swamping his psyche completely.  It was only then he realized he was not alone inside his mind.  He wasn’t swapping bodies with another Jason.  This one was still here, and he was clearly insane.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead a...

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