The Elevator Ninety-First Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused   trouble to others for his own amusement.  Cardonali had the ability to   put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted   to.  He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an   elevator waiting to see who would get in.

Kaitlyn was confused.  "I'm sitting down?  Why am I sitting down?  Wasn't I just standing?"

Kaitlyn looked down and saw her dress it was blue.  "Yeah, I was wearing blue.  But was it a dress?  But what is wrong with my arm?  It shouldn't look like that."

"I Quit!" Kaitlyn hears.  But it doesn't sound clear.  It's higher-pitched than it should be.

"What?"

"You heard me.  I QUIT!"  The words 'I' and 'Quit' are spoken louder for emphasis.

Kaitlyn looked up to where the voice was and she saw herself.  It was a little blurry but it looked like herself.

"What's going on?"

"A miracle and I quit."

Kaitlyn tries to get up.

The woman holds Kaitlyn down.  "Whoa there, you don't want to fall.  If you do you'll break something and be in the hospital for months.  Believe me, I know."

"What's going on?  I don't understand."

"It seems we switched bodies, Kaitlyn.  You are the old lady and I'm young again."

"This can't be happening."

"Apparently it can."

"What's going to happen?"

"Well, for right now,  I'll wheel you back to your apartment and I'll call the agency and say I don't want to work anymore.  They'll send someone else."

"You can't do this to me!"

"I didn't do it.  But I don't care, I'm out of here."

Kaitlyn pressed the button for the 91st floor.  All she had to do was drop Kaitlyn off in the apartment and she was gone.

"By the way, don't forget you are Evelyn now.  I wouldn't go around telling them that you are Kaitlyn.  At your age, they might put you in a nursing home."

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