I was in my house, sitting down on a chair, I had no knowledge of why I was there and what happened previously. I stood up in confusion. I was in my bedroom, it was dimly lit and the walls had been violently stripped of the wallpaper.
At the other side of the room, stood a man... Myself...It was me! It had my facial features, my height, my hair, everything. 'I' stood there, showing no emotion, shuddering occasionally. I went over to myself and whispered 'hello', he tilted his head to my direction and stared at me with his lifeless gaze.
Suddenly, he growled fiercely at me. I stumbled back onto my bed, my heart racing from the sudden shock. He pounced on me, his breath smelt horrible, he drooled all over my cheeks, growling and hissing at me. I held him back frantically, but his face kept coming closer and closer. Using the small fraction of time I had before he could harm me, I hit him hard in the face. It stumbled onto the floor, writhing in pain. Suddenly, I felt a terrible stabbing pain in my hand, my vision blurred and I fell to the ground.
I woke up on my bedroom floor, lay infront of me was a broken mirror and my hand, drenched in blood...