Your eyes flutter open as you immediately feel something is wrong. As you try to stand up, you find that the once moderately sized machine was now much larger and foreboding. Noticing that it was not only the machine but the whole room felt far larger, you raised your hand to find it now much smaller.
Panic starting to settle in, you quickly look down and feel your body, or what was supposed to be your body, but as you now found it was not in fact. Glancing around the room, you see that there didn't seem to be anyone nearby, so you quickly run to a nearby bathroom, locking the door behind yourself.
Hesitantly, you move closer to the mirror, which is when you finally noticed why everything seemed wrong. Standing in the mirror was an exact replica of your younger brother, John, starring at you in his favourite Star Wars shirt. You watched as the reflection mimicked you as you raised your thin hand up to your short brown hair, pausing for a moment to rub off some dried ketchup on the corner of your mouth..
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