SCP 1471 [An anomalous life]

VIII

I quickly stood up and looked for the man I had seen a few seconds ago. ...

There weren't many places to look, the stone platform didn't have any doors this time.

The only other person I had seen here was Mal0, but that was a long time ago.
Did this mean that the stone platform is a place that can be accessed by more than one person?

I thought I was the only one who could do it.

Maybe...

They are from another reality...

...

It's a possible theory.

I remember hearing Mal0 say that she came from a different reality than me.

Maybe that person I saw was me from another reality...?

... Although, I could have sworn I had seen him before, I just can't remember.

They didn't look like me at all.

I would like to ask the foundation about this, but they seemed to have no knowledge about the stone platform.

-I'd better not... -I muttered, scratching my neck nervously.

I really should rest before I keep thinking stupid thoughts.

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The car brake dragged me back to reality.

-We're here Quentin. -The woman sighed, turning off the car's engine.

Somewhat dazed, I unbuckled my seat belt and followed her back to the apartment.

She examined me some more with the flashlight of her phone, while I was fighting not to fall asleep standing up.

The amount of blood I had lost, and the medications I had taken had taken their toll.

-Is it okay if I go to sleep? -I said, yawning.

-Yes--
-Sure.
-You must be exhausted, get some rest before dinner.

-Thank you. -I stammered, dragging my feet across the floor.

I staggered to my room, and closed the door behind me.

Instantly Mal0 materialized, and placed her claws behind her.

-I'm sorry, Quen--

-You already said that, Mal0.... -I mumbled, trying to lie down on my left side.

-It's just that--
-I feel guilty.

-Mal0.
-I'm not going to tell you that what you did was right.
-But I can't hate you for something that was an accident.
-...
-Even i--
-Even if it's something like this. -I added.

-...
-I'm s--

-If you say that again, I'll install an antivirus on you. -I muttered, throwing a pillow at her.

-I don't see how that--

-It's a joke. -You said people tend to make them to break up tense environments, right?

-Ah.
-...
-Hehe...

-Just promise me it won't happen again.
-Okay?

Mal0 came closer to me and placed her hand on mine, caressing it gently.

-Quentin, I promise I won't hurt anyone with my claws, ever again.

-...
-That reassures me.
-Good night, Mal0. -I said, smiling a little.