This was bizarre. Weirder than he’d ever seen. The man before him had the same face as him. How was it possible? It wasn’t, was it? Tom’s eyes were wide as he gazed upon the man before him. “You’re – you’re me? How–?”
“i’m not you. you’re not me.” a nonchalant expression that completely contrasted the astonished doppelganger’s dawned over his features. the progenitor’s gait was very cat-like, one foot in front of the other. “how?” head tilted as silas looked into similar eyes, “that’s a very long story.” lower lip jerked sideways, “the only thing that matters is that you’re alive. mind not the technicalities.”
“but we look the same? I mean, it kind of matters,” tom replied, brows raised. the confusion dissipated from his face, only to be replaced with awe. “i think i’ve read about this somewhere. dopple-somethings, right?” tom wracked his brain for the proper word, his mind only drawing a blank as he continued to watch the mirror image before him.