I woke up, covered in a cold sweat. Something was wrong. Something bad was going to happen.

I bolted upright and breathed heavily. I was in my home. Nothing was out of place. I sighed. My nerves had been a serious problem lately. I got out of bed and walked over to the sink. I splashed some water on my face. I was still feeling nervous. Something was wrong.

I looked into the mirror above the sink, and found out what it was. Staring at me was my reflection, but it was my reflection from ten years ago. It didn't look much different, but there were some slight differences.

I slowly backed away. I was having a dream. This wasn't real. I ran into the table. Strike that, it was real. I started to breathe heavily. What was going on?

I looked out the window. Everything looked unchanged. The only thing that changed was I was now ten years younger. I rolled up the sleeve on my right arm. The mark of the dragon was still gone. So why was this happening?

I quickly grabbed the phone. I had a few numbers that I had to try. I first started with Crow. "Come on, pick up," I said.

"Hello?" A tired voice said.

"Crow? It's Yusei."

"Um, Yusei, not that I don't like hearing from you, but it's three in the morning."

"I know, but something weird is happening. Quickly go to a mirror."

"Well okay." He was silent for a moment. Then he found a mirror. "Woah! I'm ten years younger!"

"So it happened to you too?"

"Wait, are you saying this happened to you?"

"Yes, and I'm thinking it happened to the other signers as well."

"I thought the Crimson Dragon decided to leave us alone."

"My arm still doesn't have a mark. I'm thinking that it doesn't involve him."

"Well, I know this is bad and all, but we probably should wait till morning to let the others know."

"Fine. See if we can get them all to meet at Martha's place in the next couple of days."

"Sure. See you there."

He hung up, and I went back to the mirror. It was just too weird. One question went through my head over. Why was this happening?

I sighed. There was no point in staying up and worrying. I went and laid back and bed. I thought I might have been developing insomnia. It would always take me forever to fall asleep. People at work had started to notice.

I scowled. Great, another thought to keep me awake. I wouldn't be able to go to work. I'm not too sure how well they would react to this.

I sighed, and got back out of bed. There was no point in trying to do what wasn't going to happen. I walked over to my closet. I still had my old jacket, shirt, and pants. I didn't wear them often, I but I found it fitting.

I changed cloths then quietly walked out of my apartment. I then went to the lobby. Before I got out of the elevator, I checked the front desk. The night guard was asleep as usual. I walked outside, and he never woke up.

I stared at the stars for a moment before I started walking. Since our project on our new clean energy source was working, all the smog that once covered the sky had vanished. Plus, where I was, there wasn't enough lights to block them out.

I looked around as I walked. I didn't have a clue where I was going, or what I was going to do. There wasn't really much to do until I figured out how and why this happened.

I was about to leave when I heard crying coming from the alley next to me. I ran down it to see a person huddled behind some crates.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

The person shook their head. "No, something bad is about to happen. I can feel it." Okay, so the person was a girl.

I walked over. "Everything will be fine. Stand up for me."

She lifted up her head, and my heart stopped working.

This girl looked just like me.

She quickly jumped out of her hiding spot. "Who are you? Why do you look like me?"

I couldn't respond. It was just too crazy. I was staring at a girl version of myself. Her hair stood up just like mine did, but hers went halfway down her back. Her eyes were the exact same color as mine. She even wore the same shirt I did.

She pulled out a dueling deck. "I don't know who you are, but I will use these."

I held my hands up. "I'm not going to hurt you. What is your name?"

She looked scared still, but she answered.

"Alice Fudo."