Rentyre

If Reggie is a fairly organized person, your contract should be in his filing cabinet. Pulling out his keyring, you quickly spot a short, stubby key, and shove it in. To your dismay, the key won't turn.

You look over at Reggie's desk. There's a keyhole below the desktop! The key works, revealing a narrow tray meant for loose pencils, and a flat surface for documents- like your contract!

Rentyra Co. Official Report: G. Nantucket

Contacted: Mr. Nantucket hired me to help him claim his property. Instead of a normal return, he proposes that a three-way return trip be used so that he may enter his property, while sending that property's current inhabitant into a robot body. Though I attempted to dissuade Mr. Nantucket from taking his son's body, I could not. It is not illegal, and I must comply.

Return Condition:


You stare at the half-filled document in shock. Your father wants to steal your body! How could he do such a thing? A beeping noise interrupts your thoughts; it's coming from the Rentyre.

The green light on the console means that it's time for the process. But this time, the Rentyring is three-way. The Rentyres are linked in a circle, and they'll rotate everyone clockwise: Your father into yours, Reggie into his, and you into the robot!