Jeffrey Giligan had a plan. All he had to do was get back down into the secret lab beneath the school. Once he had the device that had trapped him inside this pathetic body, he would be able to return to his life of success and happiness. Even if he couldn’t get to his old body immediately, the gun should work with anyone. He could switch bodies with a teacher, the principal, or maybe even someone outside the school. Then he could take the device away from the naughty boy who had it and choose his next target. He could switch again and again, as many times as he needed, until he worked his way back to where he had started. And as soon as he was back as Michelangelo Demetrius, he would make sure no one ever used that gun again.
As he was let out for recess the plan formed in his mind. The secret entrance had been closed and the swing set replaced, but that wouldn’t stop him. He knew where the hidden switch that opened the door was. After all, he had been the one who had found it. As the other children played around him, he nonchalantly strolled over to the swing set. After a quick glance around to make sure he wasn’t being watched, he bent down and felt around under the gravel. Luckily, the handle hadn’t been pinned down by the swing set. He gave it a pull and the playground structure started sinking as the secret door opened below him. The metal frame caught and stuck on the stairs that led down into the lab, the swings hanging sideways crookedly.
Jeffrey knew he had to move quickly. Some of the other kids had already noticed what was happening. He hurried down into the underground room and went straight to the table where the gun had lain. It was too dark to see very clearly, but he felt around where the kid had found it. The device was gone. His aides must have taken it with them when they left. Jeffrey slammed his fist on the table in frustration.