Wilber didn't even wait for his vision to come back after he was blinded by the white light; he could tell something was wrong. He fumbled around to look for a mirror before his eyesight returned just enough to see his reflection. It was all still a little blurry, but it was certainly wrong. An attractive woman looked back at him instead of his own male face. Even the mirror and the table it was above was unfamiliar. Who was he? Where was he?