Have you ever hated yourself doc?
----Yes yes I have, I was very depressed after... the accident----
Ok so we all have problems but have you ever hated yourself to the point where your not you?
---- .........no..........----
Well when I say not me I mean a me made of plastic, the plastic that creates people that surround us each day.
----mannequins?----
Sadly yes that is so
----so your saying you have doppelgänger made of plastic... A Mannequin?----
You must think I'm crazy. That's good that's why I'm here.
----Indeed it is Mr. James----
Well I Guarantee you will believe my words by the end of this story doc.
----Prove it----
Bathrooms
I awoke to being able to see but in a completely different house. A giant fancy mirror laying in front of my face. But it wasn't my face staring back at me.
It was a smooth plastic face nearly identical to mine. "AHHHH" It moved as I screamed, it's every movement synching me, A perfect reflection. As I started to breakdown a drop of blood fell through the plastic mans eye. Moments after this occurred I started to cry as I felt the tears start to flow down my face the face in the mirror did the same, only with blood. As I reached up to wipe the tears off my dusty face so did the plastic man but instead of my tears feeling like salt water they were a type of hot red acid resembling the thickness of vaseline.
