Outside, after dressing up

Quickly I looked into my wardrobe, before settling on a matching set of blue lace underwear, black jeans, and a low cut white T-shirt. I strapped on my sandles as I ran out the door. She could literally be anyone by now and even if I cut out the fun, there was no way I could touch every soul, from babies to the elderly, before outright dieing of old age. How could she expect me to- *slap*. ‘I can’t allow myself to lose perspective. I’m hunting her!’ I repeated to myself to calm my nerves. The self inflicted red marks were barely visible on my dark skin, as I put my plan together. She can’t actually have become anyone, in such a short time, which means that she’s still in town and acting relatively normal enough so I won’t ID her. Which means she couldn’t have left yet and if I close all the exits, she can’t get out. Assuming she thought that far ahead, that means she either abandoned Ashley’s body by where she going for time purposes or she’s still in Ashley’s body. Assuming that there is an arbitrarily long incubation time before she’s in control that I’m unaware of or some other side effect, the safest plan of escape is definitely staying in Ashley’s body, and that means she probably be acting reasonably in line of what I’d expect Ashley to do, so as to not bring attention to herself. With that, I know exactly where she going to be heading.