There's A Man In The Mirror But He's Not Me

A Voice....From The Bathroom..?

Jeff slowly creeps out of bed and begins his day but somethings burning at the nape of his neck almost like a face is implanted there. Jeff swipes at the back of his neck; feeling nothing but his neck, he continues on his way. He begins moving slowly as he approaches the bathroom. He hears a voice or at least sounds of a voice until finally he's at the door of the bathroom and the voice stops. "Must be in my head." Thought Jeff as he walked through the door casually picking up his toothbrush and brushing his teeth, not looking at the mirror he just stares down into the sink almost in a depressed way not wanting to look himself in the eye and realize how pathetic and worthless his life really is. Suddenly, a voice springs to life and Jeff can hear it as clear as day now as the voice says: "Jeff look up, I promise I won't bite." Jeff timidly looks up a little sleepy and dreary from not much sleep last night. Upon looking up he notices that his reflection in the mirror isn't there. Somewhat panicking he begins to look around trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Then as he looks back at the mirror his reflection or at least what he presumed as his reflection walked from the side of the mirror stopping almost perfectly where Jeff had positioned himself in the bathroom. Jeff slowly speaks having a bit of a hard time not stuttering as he lets his confusion out. "Wh...o.... are.. yo..u...?"

The reflection stayed silent in fact it stayed silent for so long as he stared at it the Jeff began to think he was just hallucinating until suddenly it decided to answer him. "Why, hello there now please don't panic but instead let me explain what's going on right now." Almost immediately after the image in the mirror finished speaking Jeff slumped down to the floor having a bit of trouble trying to catch his breath. Then after a couple minutes of hyperventilating on the floor and calming down, Jeff stands back up. "Ok, ok please explain to me what you are, who you are, and most of all WHAT YOU ARE DOING IN MY BATHROOM MIRROR!?" said Jeff with a bit of a shaky voice.  The man in the mirror begins walking left and right back in forth rubbing his chin hairs pondering in deep thought. "Well.." This time the thing in the mirror now has a bit of a scratchy voice almost as if he tried mimicking Jeff but has a sore throat. "You see, I am you." Said the thing in the mirror but before he can say anything else Jeff trying to keep his voice down screamed at the thing. "YOU ARE NOT ME!" The man in the mirror looked at Jeff in the eyes shocked before replying. "Jeff, I am you. I understand how hard this may be to understand but, you are me and I am you." Jeff even more confused, stood there with his toothbrush in his hand and the taste of tooth paste in his mouth. The strange man in the mirror continued, "Jeff, you are not crazy, what you see right now is as real as can be..." The man in the mirror was interrupted  by Jeff's sister then barging into the bathroom where she stands at the door looking at Jeff. "What the heck is wrong with you blue mouth." Jeff wiping the tooth paste from his lips looked at the mirror which portrayed his original reflection but he couldn't help but to repeat the same thought over and over in his head. "There's a man in the mirror and he's not me."