“What the hell did you do to me?!” Jackie exclaimed. In lieu of his own face, the features he had recognized as his own all his life, his brother Todd’s face stared back at him in the mirror.
“Well, it’s a complicated answer, Jackie.”
Jackie and Todd’s body jerked violently for a moment. Speaking in an exaggeratedly lower tone of voice, Todd effectively commandeered his body back from his late brother and said, “It’s pretty simple, actually. Basically, they took your brain, pulled out the bits that controlled your higher level of thinking, strapped them on to mine and blasted us with beta rays until you and I could both control my body. Think of it as a present for all those birthdays I missed.”
I guess that makes sense, Jackie thought
“Yes, it’s something we,” Klaussheimer said in an odd way, “were working on in case of, as you might say, an emergency.”
“All the steam was from the last step, Jackie,” Carol added, “when we had to— um— irradiate you and Todd. The heat in the chamber had to be balanced out with dry ice so the body wouldn’t— um—- burn.”
“And before you ask, it was my idea, pal. I wanted to know how had the gall to kill my only brother. When Klaussheimer suggested it, we figured that two heads would be better than one. We don’t look anything alike, so we can ask the right questions to the right people and figure out what happened.”
