What's Happening To Me?!

Drew Whitney came back to his senses slowly. He couldn't remember anything from the time he came home after work on Friday to whenever now was but that wasn't as startling as realizing his face was inches from a woman's chest and she had an arm slung over his side and their legs were tangled together. 

He immediately panicked because he didn't know who she was or how he got in her bed but found that he wasn't capable of moving. Neither his limbs nor his mouth were under his control. All he could do was continue to lie there. 

'What's happening to me?!' he thought desperately. 'Is this some sort of dream I can't wake up from? Am I experiencing sleep paralysis?'

An unfamiliar male voice that definitely wasn't his sounded in his head as if he was thinking it even though he wasn't. 'You aren't dreaming. Somehow, I ended up in control of your body after I died so I came home. I didn't know you were still in here though.'