TI

That night you were out in the forest, when you felt something following you. Not someone, when the air around you seemed to freeze over. Your first thought was a dementor, but when you turn you see you. A different version, more carved out. This version of you took without asking, was greedy for their own selfish reasons, evil. Not human. You froze for a moment, it seemed to copy your movements. So you ran, and it ran after you. Deeper into the forest, further away from people. Until you fell down a hill. When you woke up….you weren’t in the forest anymore Instead a room that seemed pitch black, with a screen of what you should be seeing. But it was a movie, you were inside your own head. Trapped, while the other version of you lives in a way that is unapologetic, cruel, evil.