Hana spent hours in front of her computer researching. There wasn’t a ton of information but there were stories online, tucked away on random subreddits and in lightly trafficked blogs. Much of the information was conflicting but Hana was a genius and research was her strongest talent.
It was close to three in the morning when she pushed back from her desk and rubbed her eyes. In front of here were spreadsheets and word docs full of information, sorted and resorted. She felt like she had a solid grasp on the camera.
She knew how to adjust the settings to control awareness as well as how to compel her targets accept their new lives even if they retained their memories.
There was no way to completely control what the target became, but Hana could adjust how random it was at least. For example, it could make someone their opposite in some way, or it could exact a karmic justice, or it could make somebody “better” or “worse” off.
There was also a way to reset changes, and a separate method to make the camera display a photo of the targets original form without reverting them. Time to test, she thought, setting it to the display original form function and turning it on herself.
The camera flashed and a photo popped out. She waited for it to develop, expecting to see a smiling teenager.
What she saw surprised her. It was a middle aged blonde man with a scrappy beard with streaks of white. The man stood in a construction site wearing a hard hat and holding a hammer. He had bags under his eyes and a bit of a pot belly. He wore a name tag reading Henry.
Had she been a man? She remembered her life as Hailey, and could recall memories of Hana’s life with a bit of focus. Who was this man?
Using another function she set the camera to report the last twenty changes.
Another photo popped out, printed with a list of changes, most recently her three photos in the staff room, but going back to that morning when one “Paul” had inadvertently turned an entire construction site into a high school - changing the workers to fit, including changing Henry to Hailey. That change listed none individuals so she wasn’t sure where all the other teachers and students had come from. A question for another day.
She was able to follow the report back far enough to learn of Rick’s change to Racheal and Olivia’s transformation into a bra. Hana would need to fix the bra thing, at least. Leaving a human as a piece of clothing made her uncomfortable. But it was late, and it was the weekend. It was time to go home and rest and figure out her next move.