ART IS NOT MINE! ALL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER!!

You have made it deeper into what remains of Indigo Park. Rambley starts leading you into a small, decaying room, with something that looks like a complicated arcade cabinet. You walk up to it and look at it. It had a screen Rambley popped up on, along with a helmet with a tube attaching to the machine hanging beside it

Rambley:Go on buddy! Put it on, then we can start fixing this place up!!

You:You sure this is safe? This looks, too advanced for the time Indigo Park was around.

Rambley:Don’t be silly! It’ll be fine, just try it on!!

You sigh and smile. You trusted Rambley, and that was a mistake. You put it on and follow his instructions, pushing each button he says. As soon as your done, you feel light headed, and with a blink, your no longer, well… You. You can only look out of the arcade screen.

Rambley:By the way, great job on giving me access to fix the park's database, or should I say, giving me total control of the park.. And yeah, that includes the memory transfer machine! Thanks for not eating this juicy rambleberry.

You look out and see… Yourself! Now possessed my Rambley the Raccoon. But if he was you, does that mean. You look down at your hands. Yep. You had swapped bodies