Bab 2: I: Seems strange?

<p>I look around the room once again, and I'm sure for the ninth time, this place is not familiar. I haven't gone to this kind of place before, wait I did, but that was on a school trip!<br/><br/>This place looks similar to the room on a dukedom they visited back when I was in college. It was lived by a Duke and his family back in medieval times, now, it's only use is for attraction and reminiscing of past. And, I can really tell that this is a room of a very wealthy person just by looking at it's interior.<br/><br/>"Young master, the lord is asking for your presence. He said that you should definitely come down for a dinner, you haven't eaten anything since the day before."<br/><br/>I glance at the door and the soft respectful voice coming from it. Is she calling to me? <br/><br/>«Go. Say that you will go.»<br/><br/>Who's that? I hastily search the room. Where's that coming from? Am I going crazy?<br/><br/>⟨‹Tell her that you will, ›⟩<br/><br/>The voice keep repeating the same words in different phrases. I slowly stood up. I do not know what's going on, but i have to move for me to knows what's going on.<br/><br/>"Hmm..tell him I'm going."<br/><br/>The voice became silent. Then, a rather cheerful voice answered him, saying she's telling the lord.<br/><br/>"Hey...whoever you are...can you tell me what's happening? and where are you? this is kidnap—..." Kidnappers hate noisy people right? They will surely kill me if i became too noisy? But what if this is a prank? Social experiment? wait—without consent?<br/><br/>⟨‹ I won't. I am not a kidnapper. ›⟩<br/><br/>What? Can they read mind too? No, was i too obvious? What should i do? should i stay quiet? Keep calm. calm...<br/><br/>⟨‹ I certainly am. No, you're not. You should indeed keep calm. ›⟩<br/><br/>This is getting scary. The voice can read minds. Should...should i run? I need my phone. I think i should call a police. Wait—then s/he knows my plan? ah...<br/><br/>⟨‹ i can but don't be scared. I won't do anything other than helping you. ›⟩<br/><br/>Helping me? Why would they? ah, yes.. I'm in this unfamiliar place...without phone..memory how i got here...the other people..<br/><br/>⟨‹ Looking at the mirror will help you somehow understand things. ›⟩<br/><br/>I will? Although hesitant, my own body moved automatically. I don't know where I can find a full length or a short mirror but I somehow found one in a walk in closet.<br/><br/>"....God..."<br/><br/>My face looks strange. Is this real? I slowly walk towards the mirror. It shows a face i am familiar yet not. A leaned muscled youth is being reflected, a long soft and silky black hair, pink cherry eyes and heart shape shape lips. This is the definition of androgynous beauty, a face that is both handsome and beautiful. <br/><br/>Just what us happening? Why is... that's not me! The face is quite similar yet so much different.<br/><br/>⟨‹ You transmigrated. That's what you call body possession right? That's what you are experiencing. It is the management's inability and fault..›⟩<br/><br/>Huh? body possession?TRANSMIGRATED?!<br/>.<br/>.<br/><br/></p>