Your name is Jack. You're 18 years of age. You still love at home with your family.
Spirit: "Jake, you are the chosen one."
You: "I am what?"
Spirit: "You have been chosen to receive the powers of a dying spirit."
You: "Wait... What are you talking about?"
Spirit: "I must go now, use your new powers wisely."
You jump up in your bed gasping for air. "What the hell was that about?" You think as you calm down. "I have powers?"
You sit on the edge of your bed and look at the time. "One minute past midnight." You sigh softly. You've gotten a little dizzy. You decided to go to the bathroom to drink some water.
You look into the mirror and jump back. "Holy Shit" you scream as you look at your half transparent reflection. You look at your hands and say "This must be my power. I'm a ghost now!". You remember a couple things that ghosts in movies could do. Moving through walls, get into places unnoticed and of course possess people.
"Hell Yeah" you say out loud, knowing nobody can hear you since you're a ghost. Since it's a little past twelve in the night, nobody will be looking for you once you leave your bed. "I'm free to go wherever I want" you think.
You decide to try whether your assumptions of your powers were correct and move effortlessly through the bathroom wall into the hallway.
"So many people, so little time" you think as you start your search for a body to possess.
"So... Who to possess first?" you think.