Curiosity kills the cat....
Marty was a normal teenager with a not so normal family. His
mom was a housewife, while his father was a scientist. Neither of his parents
were successful in life. They were just living off the money earnt by their parents.
But in Marty’s eyes, they were successful people. The father, Hardy, was
working on a top secret project. It was situated in the attic. No one except
him was allowed to enter the attic, for he was afraid that someone might mess
something. However, Marty was one of those typical curious kids who, when
thought of something, there was no stopping them. He planned to find out what mysterious,
peculiar project his father had been working on. Obviously, he didn’t think of
the consequences that would follow.
That night, when his father was out on a business
trip(vacation), he decided to have a small glance at the article. He slipped
out the door, and into the darkness of the stairway leading up to the attic. He
couldn’t stand the suspense. He took a deep breath, and pushed the door wide
open. He took a step in. His hand ventured about to find the light switch. He
clicked it on. In the middle of the room lay a bedsheet covering something. He
tip-toed along towards it. He snatched the bedsheet and yanked it towards
himself. He gasped. Beneath the bedsheet lay a cabin. The door sign read:
Cloner_6831. Bemused, he stepped inside the cabin.
There were a lot of buttons and repeaters, but there was one
red button at the top of them all, that read, “Create”. He looked at it for a
second. Then he floored it. The whole cabin started shaking, and a red fog
ejected through some open pipes. Marty screamed for help, but alas! The cabin
was soundproof! He started banging on the door as hard as he could, but in
vain. He looked around for some button to make it stop, but, all he found was
one button which read “LIVE”. Without doubt, he pressed the button. The cabin
stopped shaking. The smoke vanished. Marty rubbed his eyes. He saw a mirror
appear right in front of him. His reflection stared at him. He raised his hand,
and the reflection did too. He blinked his eyes, and the reflection did too. He
sighed. It was alright. He took a step toward the door and screamed. The
reflection hadn’t moved!!!
The reflection came out of the mirror and slammed Marty at
the glass. It shattered into a thousand pieces everywhere. Marty landed on his
back and screamed. The reflection grabbed Marty’s neck and pressed hard. Marty
struggled to break free, and while doing so, came across the button. It wasn’t “LIVE”.
It was “EVIL”!!! The machine had created an evil clone of Marty!! He punched
the clone on the face and got free. He took a rope from nearby and tied the
clone. He dragged it over to his room, and slammed the door shut.
The clone was a physically identical, but mentally different
replica of Marty. You couldn’t tell the difference between them. There were
only two differences. One, Marty was a righty, and the clone was lefty. And two,
Marty was sane, while the clone was insane!!! Marty kept his clone tied up in
his room for the next few months, after which the clone broke free.
Coincidentally, the following day, Marty had a school field trip to the
adventure park that had just opened. The clone wanted to go, but Marty couldn’t
allow that. Unaware of the fact that the clone had broken free, Marty took the
registration form up to his room. Then, there was a huge fight between Marty
and the clone. There was a lot of bloodshed, followed by screams. The mother
heard this, and came upstairs. She opened the door to, blood. There was blood
everywhere, and Marty was found in the middle of all of it.
“What happened?”, the mother asked.
“Nothing.”, Marty
replied.
Then, he grinned, and signed the registration form with his left hand.

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