Get out and find a safe place

Ok, you need to leave this bathroom. This is the strangest and most confusing thing that ever happened to you, but you are going to survive. If this really is Molly's body then you need to take care of it.

Taking one last look at the terrified girl in the mirror, at yourself, you steel your resolve and open the door. You walk through the coffee shop, your head down and avoiding eye contact and then exit into the sunshine. You walk slowly, thinking.

It was a beautiful day, still not too warm but offering the promise of a fine spring.

Yes, you think, there are only a limited number of possibilities here. Either through some cosmic twist of fate or quantum science bullshit, your mind jumped into a different body. Maybe it's one of those action at a distance things you remember from physics class? But to be honest you have no fucking clue.

For practical purposes you are Molly. No that's not true, I still feel like Will. You can remember your childhood in the suburbs and your move to college, your recent studies. Well, or maybe I'm actually her and I've had some kind of truly psychotic break, thinking I'm someone. Or maybe this is a hallucination or really realistic dream?

You look down at yourself and the flesh now bulging under your well-fitted shirt. You look at your hand with its dainty fingers and squeeze it into a fist. Nope this feels pretty fucking real after all.

You needed a next step.