Haha...Oh This is gonna be so confusing.

Chapter Three is here and present. We're back with Phil and...Phil? (That will make sense later) In any case, this one is gonna be extra extra long since there's alot to cover before the next chapter.

Hope you guys are liking this so far, expect more to come!

If only the silence had stayed.

After finding the crushed piece of paper that had presented such an unnerving message, Phil had begun moving again. Something about the note had worked its way into the dark haired male's mind, burrowing deep into his thoughts and forcing itself to surface every time Phil attempted to think of other subjects.

Since then the wind had picked up again, it was almost as if that note had cleared Phil's thoughts for just a single moment, before he remembered the constant drone in his head that was his fear. He wanted to escape, yet no way out had presented itself, he still hadn't even found his way out of this forest. Mere minutes after first awakening Phil had confirmed to himself that this place obviously had more to it than it seemed. Every now and then his vision would grow glitchy, his eyes catching sight of a sliver of shadow before they readjusted to see nothing.

Despite this Phil remained as focused as was possible, he didn't stop, didn't backtrack, if he kept to the same direction he would eventually find something. Anything. The light thud, thud, thud of his feet was now providing a vague sense of time that was passing for the young man.

"An... hour maybe?" He spoke aloud, the edge still notable in his throat. Nothing about this place provided any comfort for Phil, he felt every second that passed he had lost something, or was losing something. Maybe he was going insane, this place wasn't normal, nothing that had happened so far was normal.

He didn't feel normal any longer.

At that point Phil immediately clung to the memories of the people he knew with the motive that it would maybe force him to stop thinking such worrying thoughts. Carrie, Chris, Pj...

Dan.

Phil couldn't quite work out why, but the thought of Dan left him feeling so... odd. As if the thought of his best friend begun to clear his head but at the same time, leave him with his insides twisted, hurting.

Phil felt the frustration begin to rise from the pit of his stomach, untangling the knot that had remained in his throat for a while now. "What's WRONG with me?!" He cried. Phil then halted his movements, gripping his skull as a horrific pain suddenly set in. It was as if someone had taken a knife and pushed it into the back of his head. He inhaled sharply through his teeth, trying not to yell anything else for fear it would created more pain.

"Oh give me a break, is this how pathetic you really are without me?"

Phil's pain almost immediately died down at the sound of this voice. For a brief moment Phil expected to turn and see Dan stood there, arms crossed, the usual look on his features when Phil had said something odd that made no sense. However when he forced his weakened frame to rise and turn to look behind him, no presence of any sort of life showed itself.

"What..? But..." Despite the fact that it had been there for only a fragment of time, Phil found the voice incredibly familiar. An odd sensation in his innards began to build the longer he couldn't quite figure out the owner of the voice, but he just couldn't place it. The voice sounded malevolent, snarling. As if it were half man, half animal.

Feeling unease, Phil twisted himself back to face the way he had been before.

A pair of bright blue eyes met his, mere inches from his own.

Phil fell backwards, the presence of another human had startled him so much that his legs gave way and his back collided painfully with the earth below. Grimacing for a few seconds, the male brushed his now messy, black fringe from his eyes, bringing them up slowly.

And almost choked at what he saw.

The figure that stood before him now was one that Phil knew all too well, the one he saw every day without fail. Every time he strolled past the glass planes of shops in London, every time he glanced down toward his feet at the puddles after it had rained...

Every time he looked into the mirror to get dressed each morning.

Another Phil stood there, a half smirk etched onto its lips. Eyes cold and without emotion, harshly judging its 'other half' that lay sprawled on the ground below.

The doppelganger clicked its tongue disapprovingly at the sight of the real Phil. Bringing the two out of the ever stretching silence.

"I asked a question, but I suppose its obvious what the answer is." The other Phil crossed its arms briskly, sighing to itself as if such a gesture would hurry the one sided conversation on.

Phil swallowed the knot that had returned with vengeance in his throat, narrowing his own eyes at the new presence. This... was impossible. He rose to his feet, Phil was standing there speechless. He was looking... At himself? Why was he there, why was an identical Phil standing in front of him now? Could he be considered as his alter ego? It seemed snide enough to be so.

"What... are you..?" The other Phil grinned maliciously in response. No sooner than he had inquired, Phil's Ego had disappeared in the second Phil had blinked. The silence that once again enshrouded the two of them seemed deathly as the Other Phil reappeared behind Phil, gripping his shoulders, they felt like claws in his flesh, tearing at his hoodie, piercing his skin.

"And he speaks, at last. Well, my other half, I would have thought someone even with your head would've taken a guess but I think that's expecting too much," The other man that was Phil's Ego shoved Phil lightly, forcing him to spring forward and whirl to face his other half. The snarky and confident look on its face almost seemed unrecognisable to Phil. "You haven't even realised why you're here. Do you know why you're here yet... Phillip Lester?"

Phil frowned, a look of hurt in his eyes at this other Phil's stabbing insults. However he forced himself to keep his usual, bubbly personality intact. He breathed out slowly. "N-no, I don't... But I suppose you do?" He struggled to even comprehend this 'other half' as Phil's Ego had referred to him as let alone respond to its taunts and queries.

The Other Phil merely raised an eyebrow in regards to Phil's question.

Calming down more, Phil now took in the appearance of this... imposter. It really was his other half, that much was clear. Only minor differences showed, its clothes were a little more clean looking, its smug expression as opposed to Phil's dazed one, its posture radiated a level of confidence that probably couldn't even be achieved by Dan when he made his videos.

Almost in response to the thought of Dan, the Other Phil sighed hopelessly, leaning its back against a tree, the expression it bore one of simultaneous boredom and amusement.

"You can't go five seconds without thinking of him can you? And yet you can't even see what is shown in front of you now." The other being moved swiftly towards Phil, jabbing its index finger into Phil's torso. Phil raised his hand to push it away, but let it drop.

"Why don't you quit treating me like I'm stupid when you won't even explain what you mean?" Phil could feel himself shaking, his attempts to hide his fear and confusion seemed only temporary, and clearly this Other Phil knew. It grinned again, a little too widely. That was when Phil noted something else.

The eyes had... changed. Before a bright blue, they had now darkened and the colour had crumbled away to reveal them as black, empty irises.

"I treat you exactly as you should be treated, besides. It wouldn't be a change from how he treats you, would it?"

That struck a chord.

"Don't talk about him like that. Dan's my closest friend! He doesn't think I'm stupid!" Phil's fists began to clench tightly, the anger rising in his blood, suffocating his limbs from any feeling. He moved forward, his form now close enough to land a good punch...

Phil's Ego merely shrugged at what seemed like a threat. It licked the corner of its mouth as the tension rose between them. It pushed further. The Other Phil's voice barely above that of a whisper. Yet it seemed to be all around Phil, sending a tingle of cold down his spine.

"Oh please, it happens all the time. He judges you, he thinks he's higher than you, don't try hiding it from me. I was there too."

Phil's breath became more torn as he struggled to control himself.

"You are such a coward, refusing to admit something that is right there in your thoughts eh?"

You're wrong...

The Other Phil moved fast, placing a hand onto Phil's shoulder. "You see nothing, you can't help him, and you never will."

You don't know anything...

Finally the doppelganger's voice rose, a snarl escaping its mouth. It pushed its other half, who collided with the carcass of an old, dead tree behind them. "Because after so long, what do you have to show for it?"

Phil's Ego leaned forwards, its mouth at Phil's ear. It smirked once more, anticipating the anger rising in Phil.

"Nothing..!"

Phil saw himself move forwards and his other self met him with a terrifying grin as he attempted to throw a punch. The other half caught his hand easily, it clasped its fingers around Phil's clenched fist, causing a shooting pain to force its way up Phil's arm, sparking in his already aching shoulder, a cry forced its way from Phil. However the spiteful words from his Other self seemed to echo through his head. This forced adrenaline to pump through Phil's veins as he threw his other fist.

His clenched palm managed to hit a shoulder before it too, was secured in the palm of Phil's Ego. The being in question hadn't attempted a single attack just yet, almost as if fighting were not on his mind.

But to provoke him.

As Phil kicked out, his other half didn't react fast enough. Soon they both made contact with the ground, however both ignored so. Other Phil now had a cut above his left eye where it had fallen.

"Since you're so intent on forcing me to break a limb, humor me until you do." Phil's Ego quickly took advantage of the position and secured his hands around Phil's neck. Phil, not ready for such a violent act, began to panic. His breaths grew irregular, he coughed and spluttered as the Other Phil grew more impatient.

"Why do you defend him? No one goes to this much effort for a mere friend. Why?"

Phil felt his thoughts halt for a moment as he frowned up at his superior self. The question began to burn as well as his eyes did, as tears began to emerge once again. He shouted back, which in his state, only came out a sketchy cough.

"He's my best friend!"

Other Phil scoffed, "But he isn't, is he?!" Again the sensation from way back before when Phil had been running rose, spreading across his chest.

"Yes he is, why wouldn't he be?!" It was on the tip of his tongue, the edge of his thoughts. Something else, something big. And Phil's ego knew it all too well.

"Because you want him to be something more!" Other Phil screamed, his shout resonating with Phil as his mind suddenly, finally... became cleared of the doubt, the hesitation. Phil felt his body relax as he looked into the dark eyes of his Ego, they softened.

"You're...right."

Almost immediately the wind finally died down, before the skies above the two of them unleashed a blinding flash of lightning, the thunder that followed it immediately deafened and drowned out the echoes of Other Phil's shout. As the light eventually faded, Phil slowly came to his senses. He sat up as he realised that he could no longer feel the other being's claws tightened around his throat. When his eyes finally readjusted to the view...

The Other Phil had vanished.

He wasn't out of the dark yet however. Not before the voice, so full of twisted anger and conceit before, now calm and almost...happy, whispered one final message into Phil's ear before returning to the depths of Phil's thoughts.

"Finally, you knew all along." The voice began to fade away, until Phil almost didn't hear the second part.

"I merely helped you along the way."

Oooohooooooo It got exciting for a moment there I guess. Anyhoo. This is probably my favoured chapter right now, not sure why. But I hope you guys loved it!

I might take a while to create the next chapter as I'm not entirely sure what to have happen next, got a couple of ideas so once I figure out how to write them, I'll do so.

Anyway, next chapter will be with Dan. Where I suppose he'll start piecing together what's going on. Until the next chapter, bye!