Challenge
You're outdoors walking through the park when you see a person who looks exactly like you. He/she approaches you looking perplexed. You are certain you're not a twin. What is the explanation for this carbon copy of you? What do you do next? Write in any genre or fashion that you wish. Be creative and outlandish if you wish.
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Genius
Murder or suicide?
I literally laugh out loud at the joke no-one but me will ever know.
Except, my wife of course.
Callous bitch she is.
She suggested it.
And I love her all the more for it.
Vixen.
Temptress.
Genius.
Not the sort of genius who invents time machines. That’s the ‘me’ kind of genius.
No. She’s the sort of genius who thinks up a nice little plan to put a time machine to use.
For the good of mankind of course.
As in ‘this man’ and his ‘kind’ sweet wife.
Excuse me while I laugh out loud again, sarcastically.
I max out my life insurance.
She sets the time.
She sets the place.
She gives me the gun.
I don’t know where or when, but I arrive and do the deed.
Future 'me' never sees it coming.