I opened my eyes slowly.
“Have you slept well?” a voice asked me.
“What?” I turned to where the voice came to see a naked man next to me, on my bed.
“I said, have you slept well?” He smiled seductively at me.
“Who are you?”
“I think you know the answer to that.” I looked down at my body and screamed. I, too, was naked. But something wasnt right. This body didnt look like mine.
“Um, no, I dont. Who are you?”
“Oh, come on Merlin, you know who I am.” He sighed, becoming increasingly agitated.
“Merlin?” He just sighed at this.
“Whats my last name?” I raised an eyebrow.
“You dont even know your own last name?!” he looked like he was about to scream.
“Er, no.” I responded sheepishly.
“Monroe! MERLIN MONROE! Whats wrong with you?”
“MONROE?! I’M MERLIN MONROE?!” I stood up, and looked in a mirror that was hanging across from my bed. I saw a woman standing there, with her bleach blonde curls hanging loosly around her face. I saw her smudged lipstick. I saw her shapely, naked body. The body of Merlin Monroe.