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Brooklyn couldn't believe what she was seeing. After waking up in the body of an elderly woman, she managed to make her way on to the balcony of the Hawaiian resort after hearing people laughing nearby. In the distance, she could see a familiar person running along the sands beside her boyfriend, Mitchell. Squinting, she realized that her body thief was enjoying herself on the beach, while Brooklyn remained trapped in a body that wasn't her own. 

She tried to call out to Mitchell, but her mouth and throat were so dry that it hurt to even breathe. Wincing, she made her way back into the bedroom where her trembling hands tried to look for a phone to call the front desk. Unfortunately, the wires were all cut, so she realized that she needed to get out in the hallway. 

But as she approached the front door, the doorway opened up to a bald man dressed in a bright floral shirt and black shorts. In his hand was a bottle of some sort of medication. "Miss Ivy," the man said. "I'm surprised you're awake so soon! Here, let's get you your medication."

Brooklyn tried to say something, but her mouth was unable to form many words. "I don't need it," she croaked. She waved her hands frantically, but the man kept advancing toward her with the bottle in his hand.

"Miss Ivy, you know you have to take these. Your doctor says that you have to have one in the morning, and one at night. You could have health complications, you know that!" He opened it and poured a small white pill into his palm. "Open wide!" he said with a warm smile. As he leaned down to grab her, she fell back on the bed and curled up in a fetal position. The man was now climbing on top of her, forcing her to swallow the pill. Just as she was about to yell at him, the pill slipped into her mouth, and she felt it dissolving on her tongue.

"There we go," the man said. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Geez, they don't pay me enough for this shit. Come on, we'd better hurry out for breakfast. The rest of the retirement home will be going back. We need to check out."

The man grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the bed. As they stumbled into the hallway, Brooklyn could feel the effects of the pill taking over her body. Her head felt foggy and her vision was blurry. She could hear the man saying something to her, but she couldn't make out what it was. She realized that the medication was making her feel sleepy, and as she made her way down the hallway, she could hear her body's laughter fading in the distance. Whoever Miss Ivy was, Brooklyn was trapped in her elderly body forever.

Miss Ivy had been a 102-year-old woman who wanted to start over again. Unfortunately, she couldn't find a body that was capable of using magic. Witches were so rare these days, and when she was taken on a small vacation with the rest of her retirement home, she spotted Brooklyn’s fit body from afar. 

By using her dark magic during the previous night while Brooklyn slept, Miss Ivy had projected her mind into time and space and permanently made Brooklyn's body her own. With nowhere else to go, Brooklyn's soul wandered and inevitably went into Miss Ivy's empty body, leaving her trapped forever.

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