A blinding flash. A strange weightless feeling. Your body tingles all over, like static electricity dancing across your skin.

Then—splat.

You land on something soft and slightly damp. The scent of saltwater fills the air, and a distant bwoomp bwoomp of electronic music vibrates through the ground beneath you.

Your head spins as you push yourself up, but—wait.

Your hands feel wrong. Smoother, softer, slightly webbed between the fingers. Panic wells up inside you as you glance down. Dark brown skin. Long, teal-tipped tentacles draping over your shoulders. And—oh no—a familiar pair of chunky headphones resting around your neck.

Before you can process it, a voice calls out.

"There you are! C’mon, the set’s about to start!"

You turn. Standing there, adjusting her own headset, is Marina Ida. But… wasn’t she you now?!

She flashes you a grin. "You good? You’re acting kinda weird, twin."

Twin?! Your heart pounds. This isn’t just a transformation… everyone thinks I’ve always been Marina’s twin!

What now? Do you play along? Try to figure out what happened? Or just… embrace it?

The choice is yours.