Alfred was a bit of a wimp. At 5'5" tall, he was shorter than most of his friends, and was frequently picked on by the bulky jocks. On this particular day, he was walking home from school, hanging his head. His science project had been stuffed in the trash by Davis, the captain of the wrestling team, and his crush, Lucy Xing, had turned down his request for dinner. Because he was staring at his feet, he didn't see the large pickup truck swing around the corner until it was too late.
Pain. Al's whole body ached. The smell of lemon antiseptic greeted his nostrils, and he could hear the beeping of an electronic readout. He was in a hospital...
"Oh my, he's awake! Do you remember who you are?"
"Ugh... Alfred... what happened?"
"I'm afraid you've been in an accident. Your body has been crushed beyond repair, and you will die in a matter of hours unless we do something drastic."
"Crap... I don't want to die! Please doc, find a way to save me!"
The doctor furrowed his brow. "There is a procedure, but it's a bit radical. We would graft your head onto someone else's body. This would be permanent; you would have to share a body for the rest of your life."
Balls, thought Al. He didn't like the sound of being stuck to someone else's body, but he didn't really have much of a choice. Just his luck, to get stuck in a situation like this.
"Fine, if that's my only option. What are my choices?" Al relented.
"We do have a number of people interested in being donors. In fact, some people you know have offered to pitch in! Here's a complete list," replied the doctor, handing him a list of names. Al looked it over, surprised at who was listed. He decided on...
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