Claude couldn't even begin to estimate exactly how old he was. He had long forgotten. He had been cursed long ago, and his original life was now but a distant memory. The curse forced him to hop from body to body once a year. He always hated doing it. He'd steal a person's life as the body he had for the past year passed away. It made him feel so bad for the person whose life he stole. He had been Michelle Franklin for twelve months now. She was a stay-at-home mom; a beautiful, stunning blonde. But she knew her life was over as he transfered his essence into her neighbor, a brunette woman named Diane Thompkins. He looked at his former body on the floor; he needed to dispose of the evidence. Sure, he'd been arrested before, but even when that happened, it would only be until the next year.