Think about anybody, he said. Your little sister comes to mind first, so you decide to try it on her. You place the pendent around your neck.
You close your eyes and picture your little sister in your mind. Holding tightly to the pendent with your left hand, a vision of her in her room materialises from the darkness. You can see her sitting at her desk using her laptop. Her cute, pretty face seems focused on her work and her long brown hair is tied into a neat ponytail behind her head. She is quite a bit shorter than you, by almost an entire head. She was still wearing her school uniform; a red plaid skirt and her school's blouse, proudly emblazened with the emblem on the right shirt pocket. With this in view, you reach out and try to touch her.
For a moment you black out, your other senses just as blind, but they slowly begin to return. You feel yourself sitting on a chair. You open your eyes, and look down. Before you, you see your sister's desk along with her laptop, powered on and open, displaying a local happenings blog. More importantly though, you now are wearing a school blouse and skirt. You note the new weight of your chest and the alien, empty feeling between your thighs. Cute brown bangs fall into your view, and you unconsciously brush them aside in a rather girly fashion. You've swapped bodies with your little sister, Karen!
It seems that the weird old man wasn't lying about the pendent after all! You jump from your seat with a start and bump your knee against the table. "Ouch!" Karen exclaims. Wait, no, that's you. That's your voice. Damn, it hurts though... You can't think right now, you've already curled up on her bed in agony, clutching your leg against your chest. You don't remember ever being in this much pain from banging your knee against tables back in your own body. You'd always thought Karen was just overreacting, but now you think you understand that girls are bit more sensitive than guys. "Owwwww...", you groan. It would have been quite a cute sight if it wasn't you in her body. You're holding back tears as hard as you can. Soon, the pain subsides and you relax, sprawling your body flat on your back. It's probably going to bruise...
You curse the pendent in your mind. That's right! The pendent! Where is it? Panic grips you as you sit up, but your hand quickly feels the pendent hanging around your neck and you breath a sigh of relief. You grip it tightly and repeat the process again, this time thinking about your original body and.... nothing. Panic's grasp reaffirms itself. Once more you try, and again, no vision. You take the pendent off and look at it.
The pendent has changed. It is now a deep crimson red, a far cry from its color when it first entered your hands; a brilliant, seemingly shimmering sky blue. You place on your little sister's desk with a sulk. What are you going to do now? Will you be stuck as Karen forever? Well, at least you'd get to redo year one subjects again... Karen! How is she doing right now? Is she lost and confused, stuck in her older brother's body in the mysterious alley where you met the old man? You grab Karen's phone from the desk and open it. Anxiously, you hold it in your hands, staring at your own contact on the list