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Chapter 5 by a302538 a302538

What's next?

Trying new things after this

You wake up again. Your head aches as if something wanted to crack inside your skull, and you go out to get some fresh air outside. You find yourself in your bedroom inside your own home. You don't even remember how you got here, except for the terrible dream that happened a while ago.

"....It must have been a nightmare... Just a nightmare," you say to yourself alone. Although the feeling in the dream was very realistic.

When you get up and start taking off your clothes to take a shower, as soon as you throw your pants off your legs, you hear a heavy sound hitting the ground.

You pause for a moment and turn around to look at the pants you just took off with interest.

Your heart is beating as you slowly walk towards the pants that you just took off.

You grab them and put your hand into the pocket, finding a device similar to a Wii game controller, just like you saw in that dream. You are shocked and almost drop it to the ground.

What you encountered in a dream was not a dream. You hurriedly walk to the bathroom while holding both your pants and the strange joystick in your hand, and stop in front of the bathroom mirror. You stare at yourself in the mirror, thinking about what the dreamy monotone mystery person told you as an alien. You try to roll your eyes, open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and even poke your nostrils with your heart still beating with worry and anxiety, but you can't find anything wrong in the slightest from what you've done.

After becoming conscious, you throw your pants that you accidentally held in your hand and go out of the bathroom to look at the remote that you hold in your hand.

"Turning people into skinsuits... that's just... crazy..." You mumble to yourself softly, before sitting down on the toilet in the bathroom to try to think about what happened in your dream. You're starting to admit that it wasn't a dream now while you're still holding the remote in your hand. The black metal reflects your shadow on its surface as you don't know what to do with it. Before you can figure out what the different colored buttons can do:

Green Button: Shoot people into a skin suit.

Red Button: Restore (a little command before consciousness).

Blue button: Restore condition but control the target until you aim and press the same button again (the process is like the red button).

White Button: Copy mimics the skin suit from the targeted target. It can be restored as well, but it does not have its own memory (depending on how long the scan is aimed).

Brown Buttons: Create memories from goals for people who can use the skin suit completely. Able to shoot at others (There are more ways to use it).

You stare at the different colored buttons on the remote before deciding to point the remote at yourself and lightly press the white button, thinking it would be the least dangerous and best way to prove it.

The remote hums and vibrates softly.

You don't feel anything, so you press it again and still hear the same buzz from it before turning it the other way.

The trembling and squealing from it stop first, then a white light points to the ground and moves around like a laser.

The light begins to move left and right for a moment before it begins to move at higher speeds, and then something slowly emerges from that white light area, running as fast as paper flowing from a printer.

You stare blankly at what's going on as you begin to see faces similar to yours slowly emerge from the void that the remote's beam of light passes by. The wrinkled face was like a disheveled garment. Before your entire body slowly appears on the bathroom floor. You look at it until it completes its process with that white light disappearing. You're slightly frightened as you approach a pile of leather that looks like a person lying on the bathroom floor before you get up to take a closer look.

“Wow, this is... impossible... is it true?”

You talk to yourself as you look at your skinsuit. This thing is like you in everything, reiterate that everything: both body defects, an accidental scar on the knee, acne scars, or even large pimples that you can't see from the dark corner of view. Or even your penis, which is now dangling like a sleeping bag that has been sun-dried.

You accidentally let go of that thing's hand in shock. Now you're both so excited and confused that you feel like sitting on the toilet for a while again. The thing in front of you is like you in every pore.

And this allows you to see that what the mysterious person said is true. Someone is wanted you and wants to capture you the way that mysterious person did, or worse.

You look at the remote again and glance at the figure lying on the ground before trying to press the blue button to aim the skinsuit on the ground. A small blue beam of light aims at the pile of skin like a flash. In just a moment, the pile of skin slowly moves and begins to swell and grow various organs. The limbs gradually swell up, followed by the rest of the body gradually returning to normal before gradually taking the shape of a person lying face down on the bathroom floor.

You feel bad when you see something shaped like you lying face down on the bathroom floor. And after a while, that thing, person, or whatever slowly pushes itself up from the floor of the room before turning around and looking at you with expressionless eyes, a face without any emotion – a face like yours.

You feel fear in the face that stares at you. It blinks and looks at you as if awaiting your command. You get up, trying to daringly move towards it. Its eyes don't move towards you. It's standing still in the bathroom, not wearing anything as you walk around it.

"Oh... it looks like me... It's freaking me out," you say to yourself, before starting to swallow saliva and try to give an order because you revived it from the blue button.

“Er... ah... can you... can you turn around a couple of times in front of me?”

When you finish, someone like you nods before turning around himself twice, as you said, and just stands there waiting for your command.

"Uh... ah." You lick your lips, confused and excited to try commanding your copy. "May I ask you something? Can you say it? You can say anything."

"Anything...." the dummy says to you. Both your voice and tone are the same, but his face remains the same – without feeling...

"Yeah, 'anything,' but I mean, you can say something else. Aren't they just words or things that come into your head?” You ask your copycat.

"It depends on your order, sir."

Your impersonator speaks back. You get goosebumps with excitement.

“So, do you remember anything?” you ask him.

"I remember, about your story... when were you born, what day were you born, which shoes did you put on before leaving the house? You're heartbroken with Chantal, how do you feel-"

"Wait a minute, stop it, stop it!.... That doesn't have to repeat me, that's enough... Now I know now you remember. But can you help express your feelings? It's scary to see a face that looks like me talking without feeling..."

Your fake blinks before taking a breath and withdrawing it before speaking with a tone more feelings.

“How is this, sir?” he said. You nodded with relief.

"Well, it's getting a little better. And what can you do?"

“I can do anything you can. Your abilities and mine are all the same. But some of my memories won't be complete until you press the brown button on yourself and shoot at me, sir. I'll become just like you in every way." Your impersonator said as he looked around the room and smiled at you, which makes you get goosebumps again.

“Is that so?” You say, trying to figure out what to do next.

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