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- So, honey, let's start with a simple thing, what's your name?

A man in a jacket with a serious face said, looking at the monitor screen and measuring the lie detector readings

- I'm Sally Brown

- Hmm... How old are you?

- 28 years

- Well, the simplest thing is, are you a woman?

- Yes

*Peak....peak...

- It seems you are deceiving us?

- No, try again! (Sally said excitedly, drawing air into her chest and feeling her head starting to hurt, just from the thought that she was not a woman)

- OK. Sally. So you are 28 years old and a woman? (the man said looking at how sexy Sally’s chest heaved)

- Yes

- OK. Then let's continue...

The lie detector test was final and mandatory for everyone who passed through the conversion camps. This was the necessary proof that the person truly accepted the fact that he had fallen under a “global hallucination” and that now this person could continue to live “normally”

Before Alt Shift, Sally was one of the most influential congressmen and politicians. Therefore, of course, finding himself in Sally’s small apartment instead of his luxurious home, Greg was unhappy and quickly returned to his mansion. But all this did not last so long and his former colleagues quickly passed a law as a result of which Greg, despite all his influence, was forced to abandon his expensively luxurious home and move to Sally’s cheap apartment, in which she lived with her husband.

And as if that wasn't enough. By law, Greg was required to fully correspond with Sally, who was before Alt Shift - this means not only living in her apartment and pretending to be Sally, ngo and wearing her clothes, going to her job as a saleswoman in a lingerie store and even sleeping with her husband.

This was all too much for Greg, who was already unhappy. Trying to gather people for a protest rally, Greg became one of the first to end up in a conversion camp and became one of the first to experience the effects of classified CIA technology.

Now Sally, even at the mere thought that she was not Sally, began to feel a headache. And if she tried to delve further into Greg’s memories of something more important, then this pain became simply unbearable and Sally lost consciousness. And on the contrary, as soon as she began to think of herself as Sally, then everything went away, and if she thought about her work or about how she pleases and satisfies her husband in various ways in bed, then her mood became even better