Dark. It was dark. Maria felt herself drifting. Drifting? Somewhere a faint beeping was penetrating the nothingness. 'An alarm?' she thought. Though? How could she think. She was dead. Right? _PSSH...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...PSSH...BEEP..._ It was a steady rythm. A sudden tingling, soon burned inside her. Pain. Pain? But why did she hurt. She was dead, right? Her eyes fluttered slightly to blinding white light. A small groan of protest rumbled in her throat. How long had she been here? She needed to talk to her mom.

"Toni? Toni?!" a woman's voice sounded, frantic, yet, relieved at the same time. "W-who?" she groaned out. Her eyes opened widely at that. That voice. Just how badly messed up was she? She certainly didn't sound like a girl anymore. "Toni! It's me! It's Ma!" she said. She scrambled out of her seat to the door of the hospital room screaming for the nurse. 'Who in the hell is Toni?' Maria thought as she attempted to sit up. She was given an examination, and that's when she found out just how much she'd changed.

"Temporary amnesia set on by the trauma that was sustained," the doctor explained. "Toni will be ok, but will require some extensive physical therapy." The woman, 'Ma', sobbed. Maria just stared in confusion. She'd woken in a different body. A body that wasn't hers. "I-I was h-hit by, a bus!" she said in that gravely voice that was unnatural to her. "Just a dream," the doctors explained to her. They explained how she, no, Toni, was mugged and beaten within an inch of their life and how Toni was lucky to be alive. "No. I was hit by a bu-" but she was quickly cut off, told to get some more rest and that Toni would be home soon. Soon a sudden wave of exhaustion hit with the pain medicine they administered and she closed her eyes and fell back asleep.