That is... not good news.
Go to sleep again. See whose body we wake in.
+1 Perch on the shoulder of our human body
Maybe proximity will help us switch back?
+1
You climb up onto your own shoulder after several awkward and ultimately failed attempts to fly. Once there you order your body to do two things: first to sleep and second to "Go back to your human body". You close your eyes and moments later reopen them. You look at your hands. Human. You reach over and pull the hawk off your shoulder. Its stiff as a board, as though in rigor mortis. As a test, you set the bird body on the floor and once again sleep, this time ordering yourself to move into the bird. You open your eyes and again are looking up at your human body. You transfer back and forth a half dozen times, quickly coming to the conclusion that distance doesn't seem to matter. At least as far as you can tell, the furthest you can try it is about 10 feet with the bird corpse all the way in one corner of the room and you in the other.
You scratch your chin. If distance doesn't matter, was the initial transfer just a fluke? Cause by proximity? You have to try something different. You think about the other bodies you have animated. Piecewise is still animated as a puppet and a quick test with the bird shows you can't hop into animated bodies. That rules out the other skeletons, who are still spirit animated. The rats back at the lab? You scattered them to the woods and told them to self destruct. They might still be out there.
You stuff the bird back in your luggage and close your eyes, focusing on your memories of one particular rat. That first attempt ends in failure, as you just wake up a moment later. You try again, with another rat in mind and this time you awaken somewhere else. You don't open your eyes, you don't think you have eyelids anymore. Or eyes. Your vision is odd, hazy, colorless. It must be how the creatures without eyes see the world. You see mostly outlines, dull blue outlines in black space. You can make out the shapes of trees, but the texture is so subtle you can hardly see it. Individual leaves stand out, but collections of them are just a blur. You try to move. You have no rear legs. You look down. The remaining body is mostly bones now, still being picked over by ants it seems. The lower half is gone. You can still move despite it all. You transfer back with a thought and reawaken in the passenger compartment. Esme is still sleeping. You feel...a little tired yourself and check your ring. The red glow is about half full.
This presents opportunities.