The show must go on

It's a difficult choice but the form you're wearing also has obligations. Riley Lovelace, the person whose life you are currently inhabiting, wouldn't just shirk her responsibilities to her fans and skip out on a concert and neither can you. As difficult as it is, the show must go on.

"Let's go show this town what it means to ROCK!" Your friends are amazed at your resolve but after some brief resistance from Trish, the three of you plus your drummer head out on stay for the second half. The concert is no less amazing in the second half as the first, the entire band plays their hearts out and no one but your best friends notice that Riley is a little more subdued that usual. You do, of course, have your girlfriend's safety in the back of your mind as you pump out those tunes. Nonetheless, Ani-E blows away its fans and no one is the wiser that most of the band are not who they appear to be.

When the three of you retire to yours, or rather, Riley's dressing room, you're all tired beyond belief. It has been an amazing experience but it's now time to track down Jessica's missing skin.

"Hey look!" Nessa is there with a note of some sort in her hand. You snatch it hastily and read its contents. For some reason, you can't exactly place the handwriting even though you know you've seen it before. There was short message written on it.

"I'm impressed. Come around to the back room if you want to find Jessica again."

You don't need to be told twice. After explaining the note to the others, you rush off to the room mentioned in the note. Not knowing what you'll find, your mind is a mess. What was going on? Was this all a test? Why would they take Jessica's skin and more importantly, what had they done with it? The last question was answered as soon as you opened the door.

As soon as you opened the door, your Riley memories told you what it was. It was a mostly unused storage room filled with big boxes of something. You didn't know because Riley hadn't cared enough to worry about the logistics of the concerts or moving arrangements. However, sitting atop one of these large boxes was Jessica, legs crossed and wearing one of Riley's tight outfits. She looked stunning, the form fitting silver dress hugging her form snugly and the corset underneath accentuating her natural beauty. It was a testament to Jessica's looks that she looked as at home in Riley's dress as she did.

You rush towards her, almost certain that she's an imposter; a suspicion that's confirmed when she raises a black pen towards you as a warning.

"Uh uh uh, no sudden movements." There's an unusual look on her face, a mixed combination of Jessica's usual coy smile and another's cheeky grin. But this was no playful warning; you could sense malice in her glare.

"Here's the deal," stated Jessica mechanically, "The way I see it, I give you two choices. One, you return to your happy but dull life. My associates and I will erase the memories of you and your friends but you will remember one important fact. The fact that these pens exist. You will dread every person you meet, you will question every private moment that you spend with Jessica here. You won't even know if your family is even your own. And trust me, no one will ever believe you if you told them."

"That isn't much of a choice... And the other choice?"

"Join us. Your skills have impressed us from the moment you took over Denise Hunt's life and moved on to Riley, we have been impressed by your adaptability and flexibility to take on any role convincingly. Your friends have been decidedly average. If you choose to join us, I can assure you that your friends will be returned to their lives unharmed but simply missing a few of their memories. If you'd like, Jessica may also join you but only as your companion. The choice is yours."