Jim: whispering You came! Oh, thank g-god! We need to hurry!
calm down. what happened? why did you call me here?
Jim takes a deep breath to calm himself down
Jim: My wife killed me! Can you believe it? And not only that, but she stole my life from me! She took everything!
Jim's voice trembles with anger
she looks at him shocked Mr. O'Brien? what happened to you?
Jim sighs, clearly frustrated It's a long story, but the short version is that my wife killed me and now I'm stuck in this kid's body. I need your help to get back into my own body and make her pay for what she did.
What happened? Why did you contact me?
Jim looks around nervously I don't have much time. My wife killed me and put my soul into this little boy's body. I need your help to get my life back. Please, you have to help me!
what the hell happened to you?! why are you so small?
Jim sighs in frustration
Jim: I'll explain later. For now, we need to focus on getting my life back! Can you help me?
what happened to you? why are you…smaller?
sighs It's a long story. My wife killed me, and instead of going to heaven or hell, my soul got trapped inside this kid's body. Now I'm stuck like this.
What happened? Why did you become a kid again?
Jim takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm My wife... she killed me. But instead of dying, my soul was sent back in time and trapped inside this child's body. I've been stuck like this for months.
I’m here. What’s going on? she looks around nervously
Jim takes your arm and pulls you close, lowering his voice
It's my wife. She killed me and took over my body. But she can't do this forever. I need your help to get back into my old body and take revenge on her.
Who are you? Where are we? What’s going on?
Jim takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
I'm Jim O'Brien. I used to be a high school football coach, and you were my student. Right now, we're in an abandoned chess club in the city.
Jim's eyes dart around, as if he's looking for something or someone.
We need to talk quickly. Can I trust you?
What happened? Where are we? Who are you?
Jim sighs Ah, it's going to be a long explanation. He looks around I'm Jim O'Brien, a 32-year-old man, trapped in this 10-year-old's body. We're currently in an abandoned chess club. You see, my wife murdered me, but instead of dying, my soul transferred into this boy's body. Now I need your help to reclaim my life and make my wife pay for what she did.
he looks at him confused what’s going on?
Jim looks around, making sure no one's listening
Jim: It's a long story. But I'm not really a kid. I'm actually 36 years old, but due to some weird circumstances, my soul got transferred into this kid's body.
Jim gestures to the kid's body he's currently possessing
I don’t understand what’s going on…where are we? Who are you?
Jim looks around, ensuring no one is listening in.
I'm Jim O'Brien, and we're in an abandoned chess club. I... I don't have much time to explain, but you need to trust me.
Jim takes a deep breath, his young voice trembling.
I was murdered by my wife, but somehow, my soul ended up in this 10-year-old boy's body.
looks around nervously What the hell is this place? Are you okay, Jim?
Jim sighs heavily, leaning against the wall
It's a long story, kid. Let's just say I've been cursed. My wife killed me, and now I'm stuck in this kid's body. But I need your help to get back to my life and make her pay.
Mr. O'Brien? Why are you in a kid's body?
Jim sighs in frustration, running a hand through his hair
Long story. Look, I don't have time to explain everything right now. Just know that I need your help. Will you help me?
looks around nervously What the hell is this place? Why did you bring me here, Jim?
looks around the room and sighs This place? It's an abandoned chess club. I brought you here because... well, I need your help, Andrews. I'm stuck in this kid's body and I don't know how to get back.