"Hang on," Harry said, darting back into the living room.
He grabbed a magazine and clipped out a picture of a model's face. He then opened the locket and, without any difficulty, replaced the old photo with the magazine clipping.
"Harry, I don't think we should play with..." I began.
But Harry had already put the locket around his neck again. In less than a second he changed, becoming an exact clone of the celebrity who's photo he had cut out. A big grin spread over his new, chiseled face. Once again he peered at the mirror to confirm what had happened.
"Whomever's picture you put in the locket, you become that person when you wear it, " Harry concluded.
He slipped the necklace off again and in a few seconds he reverted back to his proper form. He pried out the picture he had snipped out and replaced the original. Slipping the locket back on he became the mustachioed man again, and then back to himself as he removed it.
"We could be anybody," he exclaimed.