
[creepy intro] [sinister bridge] [male narrator, spoken word] I know I wasn't supposed to. But I went into the woods. Another me came out. We seem to be equally suspicious that the other is the imposter. I keep checking him for roots and he keeps doing the same to me. Is it a double bluff? [drop] [bridge] [nightmare flute] [narrator, spoken word] Is he gaslighting me into thinking I'm the never-was thing and he's the human being with organs and anxiety? Is he truly unaware he's a mockery given shape? If he can be unaware of it, I can be too. [build] [narrator, spoken word] That's kind of a lonely thought, really. [drop] [Syncopated Bass] [organ] [narrator, spoken word] It's been several days and the tests are all inconclusive. We both bleed normal blood that doesn't turn into a spider and jump to the ceiling when you touch it with a hot wire. We know the same trivia. We pretended to know the same stuff we forgot that we were embarrassed not to remember. We both got uncomfortable at the exact same time when we walked into the cathedral. [drop] [Syncopated Bass] [organ] [swell] [narrator, Sprechgesang] It's been several days and the tests are all inconclusive. We both bleed normal blood that doesn't turn into a spider and jump to the ceiling when you touch it with a hot wire. We know the same trivia. We pretended to know the same stuff we forgot that we were embarrassed not to remember. We both got uncomfortable at the exact. same. time. when we walked into the cathedral. We arm wrestled and didn't tie somehow, but we weren't sure if winning meant he was more likely to be fake or less likely. I worry that we don't really know anything about accursed other selves from the woods. [break] Wikipedia has been less than helpful. [drop] [narrator, amused spoken word] Mom claims she knows which one of us is her 'first boy' but refuses to tell us on the basis that she loves us both and thinks we should get along. He thinks she can't tell and is too embarrassed to tell us. I think its because she wants to double her chance at grandkids. The difference in opinion is interesting, but is it a sign of an imposter, [break] or the divergence of our experiences? [drop] We've decided to flip for the job. I won. So I don't have to find new work. I don't know if that's a win. [flute bridge] I think the curse is that neither one of us is an unnatural imposter out to kill the other. Or else whichever one of us is the monster has realized they don't think my life is worth killing to steal. [water samples] [water sfx] I know that when I think about swinging a rusty fire axe, a gush of sea water and blasphemous screams roiling from the empty hole that should contain bone and brains, and it just seems like a lot of trouble and effort. [water samples] [water sfx] I know that when I think about a gush of sea water and blasphemous screams roiling from the empty hole that should contain bone and brains, it just seems like a lot of trouble and effort. Where do you get a rusty fire axe anyway? [build] [build] [drop] [musical tone shift, bright, upbeat] [narrator, chuckling] I think I'm going to start going by my middle name. [gentle instrumental bridge] [theramin-flute duet] - [narrator] Another me just showed up on our doorstep. [narrator] He's caked in mud, sticks and twigs in his hair, babbling about harrowing experiences. I'm fixing him some tea while the other-other me hands him the pamphlet we made just in case. [narrator] Now he's telling us about the Night King. [break] Like we don't know. [music resumes] I need a bigger place. [outro] [end] [outro]