Authors note: First off, I am sorry I tossed the first chapter up without saying my intents for the story. I was just so exited! I haven't written just to write for so long that I had forgotten how much fun it was. Anyway, the story itself I scheduled to be...as long as I feel like writing it. Honestly the concept idea (which will be reviled this chapter) was so open ended and full of potential that I could probably write for years, but I digress. Another topic I wish to touch on is the readers role in all this, any ideas for the story or concepts you wish to throw at me are more than welcome as well as criticism. However if your input to the story is less than six words long (ex. "You need to write better" or "They should break up") don't be surprised if I overlook it. The final thing I wanted to talk about is why the story is rated the way it is. It's M for swearing, violence, gore, and innuendo from time to time. So, chapter 2 take it away! Happy Reading!

Chapter 2

"Uuhhhh *cough cough*...wa-what happened", Caleb slurred groggily trying to come back to conciousnes. Slowly he opened his eyes, breaking the crust that had formed over them, and tried to look around. He was in his own personal hell by the look if it. Every square inch if surface he could see was covered in the black stuff he had seen earlier, he looked around 360° for an exit of some sort but couldn't see any. Couldn't see... "Oh I'm an idiot", he reached to his belt and pulled out a small utility light then switched it on, as it turned out the room was it fact covered with the black stuff, but something was different.

The stuff he first saw looked like it had simply leaked out of the vents, this stuff was definatly put here on purpose. As he looked closer he saw that there where intricate patterns all along the room, a quick flach of his flashlight confirmed not only that the same patterns coated the entire room but that the entire room was mirrored, with the same patterns on both sides. Caleb stood up. "Oookay, if Sarah were here she could say that this shows sights of higher thinking in the creature, I'm just gonna say its creepy", Caleb shined his light to the centre of the room, "...oh look more creepy."

Right next to where he stood was two things. A cyan, slightly football shaped, object that was...open for lack of better terms. And two, a pale blue spider thing...with a tail. "Yea, creep-O-meter is off the charts, I want out."

He flicked his light around the room trying to find an exit, the only one he could find was s circular hole in the ceiling, he shined his light in the hole and found that he couldn't see anything but more "art" courtesy of the creature. "Yea, there's no way I'm getting up there, great I get to stay here and starve to death."

Suddenly, it felt like Caleb's heart took a sledge hammer to his ribs, he clenched his chest and doubled over. "Gah!" Another, stronger, attack smashed against his ribs and he felt one of them crack. He fell to his knees and gritted his teeth. 'What's happening to me?!' It felt like a heavyweight boxer was was punching his way through his chest with brass knuckles dipped in acid. A third blow struck his ribs, this time with a series of gruesomely audible cracks. He looked to the second from last wall in the hexegonal room. "INFAM-" Before he could say any more a fourth blow struck causing a loud squishy SNAP! Surprisingly the pain in his chest receded, he looked down to see why and immediatly wished he hadn't. The pain in his chest had receded because HIS CHEST WASN'T THERE ANYMORE! Where his chest used to be there was a small light blue...worm...with teeth. For whatever reason, be it acceptance or loss of blood, Caleb felt like he wasn't part of his own body anymore, he was just a spirit watching the misfortune of another. The worm began to...well worm it's way out of him, but for some reason he couldn't feel it, or much of anything. 'That's probably for the better'

Wait, no he could feel something, a...tugging...a tugging sensation on his chest. But no, not on his chest...IN his chest, it felt like something was being pulled out of his chest. He tried for a moment and found that he could resist it...but he didn't want to. 'Wait, why don't I want to?'

SQUEAK! With what energy the body had left it looked down, still on its knees, the worm was looking at him...almost expectantly. 'What, you waiting for me to die so you can eat me?'

'No.'

'Wait, what?'

'I said no.'

'Well who are you?

'I am you.'

'Uhm, sorry...voice in my head, but I'm me.'

'Well, you are me and I am you, we are each other.'

'I don't follow...'

'Two beings, one body. Alike in every way, but entirely different.'

'...great, in the final moments of my life I go insane, just great.'

'Well think of my end of the stick, the first few seconds of our life and I already think that we're insane.'

'Stop that.'

'Stop what?'

'Speaking about yourself in the third person...and as more than one person.'

'But don't you remember? Two be-'

'Yea, yea, I heard you, I still don't understand it though.'

'Here, I'll help you with that.' During the exchange the body of Caleb had fallen over with his head facing to the side. The worm snaked over to his face. 'This should clear things up.' The worm pressed its' head to his forehead.

'...well what was that supposed to d-GAH!' His vision flashed and he jumped back in fright shaking his head to clear his eyes...but something was wrong. He looked up to see that a mirror had somehow appeared in front of him, he saw his own face, with his slack expression and glazed eyes...that's not right, his face felt fine. He tried opening and closing his mouth and felt the muscles moving...but didn't see his mouth move. 'What?' He tried it a few more times before something occurred to him, something unthinkable. 'No...' 'Yes.' Caleb looked down to see his body...his long body...his very blue, long body. He tried to yell but all that came out was a hiss 'This can't be happening...this simply can't be happening. What did you do to me?!'

'I would like to think I saved you, all things considered.'

'What do you mean?'

'Well as I left your body I noticed that I was the only one of my kind, I thought that even someone not of my kind would be better than no one to talk to...sooo when I was on my way out of you I left you a path to my body...and you took it. I also felt quite bad for you, while it's true my kind needs to kill another to reproduce I still don't like the idea of causing unnecessary pain and suffering.'

'...well thank you I suppose. What now?'

'Now we eat your old body!' His other Half said, and quite enthusiastically at that.

'...well...fuck.' Caleb let unconsciousness take him.

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