00:00I have a routine. I park in the same spot every night, corner of the lot, right under the big
00:06floodlight heat feels safe. I work late shifts as a security guard, so I don't leave until 2am.
00:12By then, the parking lot is always empty. Just my car, a silver sedan, basking in that lonely light.
00:21Three nights ago, that changed. I walked out at 2am, same as always, but there was another car.
00:27It was parked right next to mine, in the adjacent spot. It was the same make, the same model, and
00:33the
00:34same color as my car. A perfect twin. The strange thing was, it definitely wasn't there when I arrived
00:40for my shift. My first thought was that it was a crazy coincidence, but then I checked the license
00:46plate. It was my plate. Exactly. Down to the last number and letter. My heart started to pound.
00:54I fumbled from my key fob, my hand shaking slightly. I pressed the unlock button. Both
01:01cars chirped in unison, their lights flashing. A cold dread washed over me. I cautiously got
01:09into my Coratlys, the one I thought was my Nan started the engine. Immediately, the engine
01:15of the other car roared to life beside me. I just sat there, frozen, watching, waiting.
01:21The other car didn't move. I peered through the driver's side window, but no one was inside.
01:30Just an empty seat. After what felt like an eternity, I put my car in drive and pulled away.
01:36My eyes were glued to the rearview mirror. As soon as I cleared the parking space, the other car pulled
01:41out, its headlights cutting through the darkness, falling in right behind me. I drove down the main
01:47road. Primera turn left. It turned left. I turned right. It turned right. I sped up, trying to shake
01:55it, but it matched my speed perfectly, maintaining the exact same distance behind me. My mind was
02:02racing. Was I hallucinating? Was this some elaborate prank? I needed to see if it was real,
02:09if someone else could see it. I swerved into a brightly lit 24-hour gas station. The other car
02:15pulled in right behind me, parking a few feet away. I took a deep breath, got out, and walked
02:22toward it. As I got closer, the headlights clicked off. The engine went silent. I reached the driver's
02:29side and peered through the window again. Empty. Still no one inside. I tried the door handle.
02:37Log. Solid. Feeling a surge of panic, I ran inside the gas station and blurted out the whole crazy
02:44story to the clerk. He looked at me like I was insane but agreed to come outside. We walked back
02:48out to the pumps. The car was gone. Just my car, sitting there alone, under the fluorescent lights
02:55of the station canopy. The clerk just shrugged and went back inside, probably thinking I was just
03:00another weirdo on the night shift. I drove the rest of the way home, checking my mirrors every few
03:05seconds. But the road behind me remained empty. The relief was immense, but the unease lingered.
03:11The next night, I was determined to break the pattern. I parked in a completely different spot,
03:16right in the middle of the lot, far from any lights. I thought maybe that would solve it.
03:22But when I left at 2 a.m., my blood ran cold. The other car was there again, parked neatly
03:28next to
03:28mine. But this time was different. This time, the driver's seat wasn't empty. I couldn't make
03:34out a face in the darkness, just a dark silhouette sitting perfectly still behind the wheel. I didn't
03:39hesitate. I scrambled into my car, slammed the door, and locked Italiano. I peeled out of the parking lot
03:46without a second glance. But it followed. Same distance. Same speed. A silent, menacing shadow a
03:54few car lengths behind me. I drove straight home, my heart hammering against my ribs. I pulled into my
04:00driveway, and the other car stopped at the curb, its headlights glaring at my house, its engine humming.
04:06I sprinted inside, locked the front door, and peered through the living room window. The car just sat
04:12there for ten agonizing minutes. Then, as suddenly as it appeared, it drove away into the night.
04:19Last night was the worst. I left work at 2 a.m., my nerves already shot. I walked toward my
04:25usual
04:26parking area, and my steps faltered. The other car was there. But this time, it was parked in my spot.
04:33The one under the light. My car was parked in the space next to it. I have no memory of
04:40parking there.
04:40I always, always, park under that light. My hands were trembling as I got into my car.
04:48I couldn't resist looking over at the other car. As I did, the person inside slowly turned their head
04:53and looked directly at me. The face I saw was my own. My exact face, staring back at me with
04:59a blank,
05:00empty expression. I screamed. I slammed my foot on the gas and drove away as fast as I could,
05:06not daring to look back. I just drove and drove until the sun came up.
05:12Tonight, I'm leaving work. It's 2 a.m.
05:17I'm walking across the asphalt right now, and I can see them. There are two cars in the lot,
05:23mine and the other one. They are parked side-by-side Baptist time. This time, I can't remember which one
05:30is
05:30mine. They both have my license plate. They both flash when I press the unlock button on my key fob.
05:37They both look identical in every single way. I'm standing here, between them. The air is cold and
05:43still, and I can see someone sitting in the driver's seat of both cars. Both of them are me,
05:50and they're both looking right at me, waiting.
05:53I'm walking.
05:53I'm walking.
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