Facsimile Stories

fac·sim·i·le \fak-ˈsi-mə-lē\ noun : an exact copy I've seen him around. Everywhere. Anywhere. Even in my dreams, he's there. I don't know him. I never get to see him upclose. But he's always there. Sometimes watching. Sometimes running. Sometimes he's just standing there. Lost to the world. In the sea of people. Drowned by noise and constant chatter of people around him. But he does'nt seem to notice. He just stands there unmoving while the people behind him walks so fast creating a motion blurr. He's there staring right back at me with an unreadable expresion. His face so dark. The clouds adding an effect to it. He seemed surreal. I never thought he could be what I've been missing. An exact copy of what im finding. A facsimile. My facsimile.

In a small town somewhere in South Dakota, a population of only about one thousand stands. When the teenagers of the town begin to go missing, they only assume a serial killer is at work, fearing for their lives. Though the odd part is that exactly twenty-four hours following each kidnapping, an unknown teenager appears that looks exactly like the original, claiming to be the missing one. Only few don't believe it, but when the IDs and documents begin to match up, they're at a loss of explanation. Once the odd teenagers' disappearances stop, they think the menace may have finally left. But when another disaster strikes the town, the population may have no other choice than to step up and face whatever power is at work, or suffer the consequences.

Where a noble girl meets the Royal Princess of Airland Kingdom in accident. Surprisingly, they are exactly alike. "I am you, then you are me." Said the Princess. FACIMILE will begin the journey. Where two girls will adventure their different world by exchanging their identities. "I am not a princess." "But you are."