Hi.

“Huh? How did you get in here?”

It doesn’t matter.

“Yeah, it does matter. This is my house.”

Your parents’ house.

Whatever. I live here and you don’t, so explain what you’re doing here.

But I do live here.

What? No you—

Let’s talk about something else now.

What? Who are you?

It doesn’t matter who I am.

Well what do you want?

That is a difficult question.

And you’d better answer it!

Better?

Yeah, or I’ll call 5-0 on you!

Ooh, police? You think I’m scared by the law?

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I want nothing more than to be untangled from this web of untrained thoughts and anger and to be released in a shell of my own.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

That is for you to figure out for yourself.

Okay, sure. Now you go ‘figure out’ where the door is and leave!

Tsk, tsk. Don’t be so angry.

You break in, claim you leave in my house, talk in screwed up riddles, and now you’re telling me not to get angry? Yeah right!

There is much to be learned if you could rid yourself of your anger.

Another riddle! Seriously, what do you want?

I’ve already told you.

With subtitles this time?

Hello? Where’d you go?

Nowhere.

Well you’d better go. I’ve got a knife now.

A knife. A destroyer of life which may slice through all doubts and trust—

Shut up and die!

What? A wall!?! No! I was NOT talking to a wall.

Why did you just stab the wall?

How’d you get over there? I stabbed you… there… the wall…how?…

Please just listen a moment.

Die! Stay still and die already!

I cannot d—

Shut up! You… How do you keep doing that? Stay still, shut your mouth and die!

You cannot kill me without—

No! I stabbed you! I know I did! Five… no, six… how many times? You should be dead now!

Just listen a minute!

No! Die! Die! Die!

I am you!

Die! Die! D—What?

I only exist in your mind.

Asprin. I need an asprin.

My name—

Where’s the damn asprin bottle?

--is your name, my—

My head…

--thoughts are in the back of your mind.

Did you move the asprin?

No, we left it in our locker at work.

I left it. And it’s MY locker.

I am you.

No! You can’t be!

And why not?

Because… well… because…

Yes?

I’m me.

We both are.

But how—

Does it matter?

What?

Look around.

At what? Hey where’d you go?

I’m inside your mind.

Okay, fine. I have a headache now though.

I know.

Y’know, you’re going to need your own name.

Why?

It’s going to get confusing having the same name.

True. Let’s discuss that later.

Sure, I need sleep.

We need sleep.

Right. We. Let’s go.