JONATHAN woke up with a jolt and found himself inside a taxi. He looked outside and saw the apartment complex where he lives. Again, he did not know what happened. The last memory that registered on his mind that day was working at the café.

He caressed his neck and closed his eyes tightly. The wandering soul must have entered his body again without permission. Jonathan should really sort it out, or more troubles would come on his way.

'How long would it take before you get off ...