[ WP ] You 've just invented a device that allows you to see the world through the eyes of anyone alive , wherever they currently exist . However , you are unable to hear what they hear .

Trigger warning: sexual violence implied. 
 
 I do n't wan na toot my own horn or anything, but I'm totally the reason you're still alive. If you live in New Jersey. On Fifth and Virginia. Ok, so you directly probably do n't owe me, but someone you know knows someone, who knows someone, who knows someone, who totally owes me. Six degrees of separation bro. So I skipped a few degrees, sue me. 
 
 This whole thing is new to me, jumping between bodies. Sure I ca n't control the body, or hear, or feel, or taste, but I can see. And that's all I need. I just keep jumping, until I see something wrong, then I call the police. Stopped three robberies, two shootings, and about twenty drunk drivers. I do n't stop the druggies, cause they're just trying to get an escape from their shitty lives. Same as me. It's not too easy to pinpoint locations, but I've been getting better. Street signs and landmarks used to be all I could use, but I've been working on pinpointing where `` I'' am based on the location of the Sun in the sky and clocks nearby. It's not perfect, and that pisses me off. 
 
 Yesterday I stopped a shooting, before it even began. But the day before that I saw some shitty stuff. And I could n't do a damn thing. The guy I had jumped into was in a room with no windows, no clocks, no posters, absolutely no clues. Just his victim, and the IV he keeps her on. That poor girl. I've been jumping back, trying to do something. Anything. But that fuckhead does n't leave his house, so I have no idea where he is. And I have n't jumped into the girl. I do n't know if people can feel me in their heads, but I do n't want to mess her up anymore than she already is. But being in his head freaked me out too. And the last time I jumped, he was in the act. And it was sick. And I'm gon na find him. And he's going to pay. 
 
 Went on patrol again today, and this time when I jumped into a patient's head, at a hospital and he started... talking to me. At least I think he was talking to me. Coulda just been delusional. But I went back and he kept talking to me. I'm not sure what it feels like to him. When I say talking, I got ta clarify I ca n't hear him, but there was a mirror in the room and I could see him mouthing words at me. Mostly just `` who are you'' and `` get out of my head.'' This info is useful, though I feel a little bad about freaking him out. But I'm not sure why he can feel me, and no one else does. 
 
 It's the drugs! He can feel me because he ca n't feel the rest of his body entirely. It focuses his mental state, or something like that. Like how if you close your eyes, your sense of smell gets better. Tested the theory today, jumped to other patients, and it's the same thing. And if the drugs allow them to feel me, then maybe that girl can feel me to. God, I hope this is n't a mistake. 
 
 To be continued ( if anyone shows interest ) 
 edited: text was weird
