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"George's eyes widen in terror as a chilling laugh echoes through the room. A spectral figure, a twisted reflection of himself, hovers over him. 'George,' the spectral figure hisses, its voice a cold whisper, 'how could you?'"

"George's heart pounds in his chest as he tries to sit up, but his body feels heavy, as if rooted to the mattress. 'What do you want from me?' he gasps, his voice barely a whisper. 'Why are you in my bed?'"

"The spectral figure's laugh, a hollow, mirthless sound, fills the room. 'You know nobody can see me,' it taunts. 'You know that nobody can hear me, George. You're the only one.'"

"Sweat beads on George's forehead as he struggles to break free. His body feels paralyzed, his mind racing with fear. 'Please stop this,' he pleads, his voice trembling. 'Not tonight.'"

"The spectral figure leans closer, its icy touch brushing against George's cheek. 'Does it hurt?' it asks, its voice dripping with malice. 'Yes, it hurts!' George cries out, his voice filled with pain and terror. He tries to push the figure away, but his limbs are useless."

"Desperate, George screams, 'Look, just stop touching my face!' His voice echoes through the empty room, a desperate plea for help that no one can hear. 'You know I'm you, right...' He moves away."

"George is shocked to see evil George. 'Evil George! I thought we talked about this,' he says, finally able to move. He moves back against the cold wall, which is black because the lights are off."

"Evil George comes closer. 'You can say you thought you killed off my idea, right...' He smiles evilly. 'George, have you thought why you've been sick lately?' He laughs."

"George looks down at the bed sheet, shaking, and doesn't say anything."

"It was me, George," he said as he tied a rope around George.

"You can't escape. “You'll never leave this world."

George woke up, thinking about it all day. The next day, he brushed his teeth and got ready for school. He probably thought it was just a dream, but there's no way it could be possible. It's probably just a daydream or whatever.

At school

"Hey buddy, are you alright? You look tired. Did you not get any sleep?" Harold asked.

"I'm okay, Harold, just homework," George replied, but he was lying.

Harold sensed that something was off, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

"Well, my mother is getting me a therapist. She thinks I'm a crazy dude," George confessed.

“What do you mean?” Harold questioned

“Look, Harold, I can't explain. It is not something I can explain, how or what I'm seeing.”

“George, what are you seeing? I noticed you stop at the window,” he shook George.

George was staring at an evil version of himself burning a paper that was a drawing of him.

“Do you see that, Harold?”

“No, dude, there's nobody outside.”

No, I just saw myself," George stepped back. "Get away from me!" He felt his evil self getting closer.

Most of his classmates stopped in the hallway, watching him.

Harold went to George. "George, are you okay? Nobody is there," he said as he went to cover him. "Guys, stop recording him. This is not right. He's going through something. It's just wrong!"

George got called to the office.

Mr. Krupp looks at George.

Harold, worried, said, "Look, it wasn't a prank. He's actually acting weird, Krupp."

Krupp sighs. "George, look, if you're having this episode, you might have to move schools or be homeschooled."

George is zoning out and not talking at all.

Harold, shocked, asked, “Episode! What is he going through?”

Krupp guessed it was a mental disorder, but he was wrong. Harold didn't know Krupp was wrong, but George snaps out.

“Stop saying I'm crazy. He's real. He's hurting me!” George says

In the lab

Melvin laughing to himself in his lab

“There no way George is losing his mind Harold”

It could have been his life, or could it? Melvin said to Harold