We're All a Little Crazy

Except it's only a Hypothesis

        "...but that's just a stream! A live stream! Thanks for watching!"
Matthew fell back exhausted on the couch, his head pounding.

"You okay, Matthew?" Stephanie, his wife and best friend asked. He grunted and rubbed his eye. "'m fine, I just have this killer headache. I'm gonna get an Advil." Matt stumbled out and headed for the bathroom.
Turning on the sink, Matt splashed the cool water against his face, rubbing his eyes. He looked up.
Staring back at him was, well, him, but there was something very wrong. His hair was a mess. There was a psychotic grin on his face. And he wore a bear suit.
"Wh-who are you?" Matthew stuttered. The reflection smirked. "̳O͖̭̮̹̯̥h͔̼,̩̥͉̗̜ ̺̖͚̮̯I̹̼̱͈̥ ͎g̖̲͕͇o͇͈̮̬̜͖͈ ̳͎̖̭̫ͅb̻̱y ̹̥̰̼̼̯ͅm͈͈̮͇̼̦a̰̦͙̜͙̦̘n͙͔y ̗̱n̬̘̦̜̫͍͎a͖̭̠͙̞m̪̣͈̬ͅe̪͓s̪͖;̥̱̩͚ ̰P̺̜͍̩͙̯̱ẖ̝̼̹̠̞͈o͈̜̰͇͔n̫̜̥̟͈̞͍e͈̝͇ ̤̻G̖̮̞̭͉u̦̮y͇͙̘̲̙̩,͎ ̱̞̬M̼͈̯̯͇at͔̤͈̩͎Pạ̺̥̯͉̣t͍͙̠̪,̰̻͕̙̥̭ͅ ̭̣̣͕̙̰Sc̙ot͎͖̹̻t̤̗͖̩̭̥ ̳̝C̞̟͔̺̹̗̖a̗͔w̱t̖̖͖̹̬̣h̳̩͈o͈n.͇̳̼̼̠̞"
Matthew felt words that weren't his own force their way through his mouth. "Is one of them evil dirtbag with a chainsaw?"
The reflection's grin widened as it appeared in front of Matthew, strangling him. "͕̟W̞h̞y ͎̤̰y̙̦e̤s͍͈̜, ̩a͚c̠̹͓tu̫͔̗̝̞̰̲ạ̗̫͉̗͙̮l̰̮̗̳̺l͖͙̣̫̜y̯̺̯̞̱ͅ.̥̞̟͓̯̩"̭̫̩̩̻ It said as Matthew felt himself losing consciousness. It whispered in his ear just as he passed out. "A̬̩̪̙̯̭ͅn̬̼͚d̩̝̥̝͍̻̲ ̫̣t̻̪̥̜̪h̺̹͈̩a̹̰t̹̱͇̳̝̝ ̜̻̥͉͖̺̱o̘̟n̪̗̫͙͙̰̪e͍'̲s ̙̰͉͔̹m̘y̹ ̭͓̙͕͈͔f̥̫͇͕͔av̻͙͔̠̲or͙̫͖͕̮i̤̼t̪͚̟̤̫e̯͔̞̩̤.̱̱͓"͔͕

His whole body hurt. Matthew tried to move but his wrists and legs were bound. He lifted his head and saw a blur moving towards him. The feeling of cold metal against his throat woke him fully.
"Who are you and what have you done with Matthew?" He recognized the voice. "Steph? It's me, Matthew." The blade pressed harder against his throat. "Prove it."
"We just played Sister Location. We were trying to beat the cupcake mini-game but we couldn't because we kept having sticky keys." The blade left his neck. "Matthew?"
"Yes?" Steph hugged him tight, sending a jolt of pain through him. "Steph, why am I tied up?" She paused, unsure how to continue. "Steph?"
"Matthew, you attacked me." Tears fell from her eyes. "Oh Steph, I would never." His hands finally free, Matthew hugged her back. "Are you sure? I think I would remember that." Steph nodded.
Matthew suddenly remembered the incident in the bathroom. "Steph, whatever did this wasn't me, but I think I know who it was." He told her what had happened earlier. Her eyes widened. "Are you okay Steph? Did it hurt you?"
"No, I'm fine. It came towards me but suddenly grabbed its head and passed out. I tied you up and waited."
Suddenly Matthew felt a wave of pain, his skull throbbing. He grabbed his head as the pain got worse. He heard a chuckle echo in his skull as he fell to the floor. "Matthew!" Stephanie kneeled to help him up. "no, Steph, r-u-un!" he yelled hoarsely, his voice cracking as he started convulsing. Steph glanced wistfully over her shoulder as she ran from the room. Matthew felt the reflection force him out of his mind and he fell unconscious.