John, the building super, went and used his pass-key on the 2nd floor apartment and saw the old man, dead on the floor; the apparent victim of a heart attack. He also found a plastic toy gun of some type lying beside the corps, and a very strange sight, a pile of women’s underwear, and a flesh colored pile of some kind of animal skin. John reached down and grasped the skin and felt a shock course up his arm.
Feeling a kind of compulsion, John took off his own clothes, and stepped into the living skin, lifting it over his head. His fat old body crunched and morphed into the form of Gina Hernandez, the hot neighbor from down the hall. Memories flooded into him, including the sight of the old man shooting him with the toy gun.
Getting to his feet and dawning Gina’s clothes, the transformed John picked up the toy gun and put it in Gina’s purse, then she walked down the hall and entered her own apartment. John picked up the phone, and called 911. “Hello, yes I want to report a death. I think my neighbor had a heart attack.”
And so the Costume Gun found a new home, and John’s life became far more interesting.
