I looked up at the clock hanging above my desk, the needles still stuck at 2:30.
"I swear something's wrong with this clock Tom", I muttered to my friend who was drowning in his own work.
How much longer is this going to take? I thought, as my head slowly slumped back into my hands.
All-day long I've been sitting at this desk the paperwork piling higher and higher. Even though I have been working at this office for the past two years, yet I've never felt this miserable before.I straightened my back and picked up my files once again, ready to end this once and for all. The deadline was today so I had to get this done one way or another.
Now fast forward to a couple of hours of me groaning and complaining, I was finally free. Never in my life had I felt so excited to leave work before. I started packing all the files and papers that were scattered across my desk.
"Hey Ethan, are you going home already?", Tom stuck his head out from his cubicle.
"Yeah, man! You still haven't finished your project yet?" I asked.
"I don't think I'll be able to finish it by today." Tom groaned, "I'll probably have to hear another lecture from the boss later".
"sucks, I wish I could help you right now Tom but unfortunately I have a really important nap to take." I smiled at him, patting his back on my way out.
"Yeah yeah whatever, you lucky bastard", I heard him chuckle behind me as I headed out to the front door.
I threw my stuff into the front seat and started my car.
I had known tom since we were kids. We both went to the same school and lived in the same neighborhood back then.
Two years ago when I went through my divorce and I lost my old job, tom was the one who paid my rent. He looked after me when no one else would. He also put in a good word for me to get a new job at his office and that's how I ended up working here,alongside my childhood best friend.After a 15 minute drive, I was finally back home. I parked the car in the garage and decided to take a nice refreshing shower, washing away all the dirt and sweat of the office.
I opened my bedroom door, heading straight to my bathtub but instead, something caught me dead in my tracks.
I looked over at the stranger sleeping on my bed, tucked under the white cotton sheets. I stood frozen, confused as to what was happening. Is this some weird prank tom is trying to play on me, I thought as I made my way to the end of the bed. I slightly pulled the sheets, trying not to make much noise, revealing the guy's face. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me.
No way...This isn't possible.
Lying on the bed was a man who looked exactly like me. His mouth slightly opened in an O shape and his dark hair ruffled up, hiding the rest of his face underneath.
I stood there for a while observing the guy who could definitely pass as my identical twin.
I was confused as to how he managed to enter my house in the first place. I was sure I had locked all the doors and windows before leaving and there weren't any signs of a break-in either.
I gently tapped his shoulder, to see if he would wake up but the guy didn't budge. He seemed to be dead asleep, making me think I was the one who barged into his house uninvited.
"Rinnng", the doorbell snapped me out of my daze. I jumped at the sudden noise like the button was hardwired to my brain.
Who could it be at this time of the day? I thought to myself. I glanced at the stranger's face, one last time before heading out to the front door.
The moment my hand came in contact with the cold surface of the doorknob, I heard a loud BANG behind me, followed by an unbearable pain in the back of my head. My head jerked forward due to the sudden force. I fell onto my knees, holding onto the doorknob for dear life with one hand. I slowly lifted my free hand to the back of my neck to see what had happened and it came back coated in dark red blood. The lights danced in my eyes and I could smell the rusty iron scent of blood oozing from my body. Right at that moment, everything went pitch black.
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