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Chapter 6 by Warped-Wrist Warped-Wrist

What now?

"Well hello there!"

You aren't quite sure what is more jarring - seeing your whole body become a 2-dimensional object or being rescued by yourself. Who the hell is this clone anyway?!

"Don't stress too much about it man, you aren't really prepared for the answer." The other you says offhandedly. He extends a hand out to you. You take it, and he helps you to your feet.

"Just know this, I'm a friend - hell, I'm closer than a friend."

You stand up and stretch out your legs, damn, going flat made you feel weird. What the hell happened back there?

"Look John, I'm gonna run you through a couple of basics here. So pay attention, mkay?" Wow, other John is kinda douche-y.

"Dude, I can hear your thoughts - so you might wanna think a little carefully before I go any further. I'm a subconscious mental image of you - you left me here to remind you and guide you and teach you shit, yadda yadda yadda."

Other John shrugs his shoulders casually while he explains.

"You're in the Labyrinth - shitty name I know but it works."

"Wait - the old dude I ran into called this place The Collective ****." You interject.

Other John's eyes narrow as he tries to make sense of what you told him - "Who? Sigmund? Oh wait... Uh, I know his name. It's uh, uh, fuck I know this. Wait don't tell me-" he shoots up his palm to shush you.

Carl Joong or Jink or something.

"Carl!" Other John shouts elatedly. "That's right! Totally didn't cheat and read your mind there. Yeah, totally. Anyway Carl isn't necessarily wrong - this place has a ton of names. Collective Unconsc-whatever is just one of them. Surprised you ran into Carl this time - last time you walked straight into Sigmund."

Who the hell is Sigmund? Meh. Sounds boring, you would really rather have that blonde chick or Shelly slurping on your dick right now.

A wide grin cracks over the Other John's face. "Man... you have no clue what kind of poon you're about to go knee deep into." He retorts. He quickly glances up at the clock on the wall - and then turns to you disappointedly.

"Well shit man, you're almost out of time. You burned so much time talking to that old geezer that you are due for a wake-up call."

Aww, that sucks. You wanted to explore a little more.

"Don't worry dude - I'll be here when you come back to bed and I promise I'll explain everything. For now it's time to wake yo ass up."

A beam of light flashes on your eyes and you open them painfully.

Good morning, what's up?

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