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It was a normal day at first, atleast for Matt.
He looked at himself in the mirror. He heard Todd, or whatever his name was, do his experiments while Matt looked at himself in the mirror. He heard his friends yell at Tud for being so loud while he was looking at himself in the mirror. He watched Tim and Ted fight while he was looking at himself in the mirror. Did I mention he looked at himself in the mirror?
He confused Tod's room for his, while looking at himself in the mirror.
Wait.
What is that?
Matt looked at the strange machine infront of him. He knocked on it. Metal.
He then noticed the sticky note on it. He peeled it off and read it.
'Cloning Machine' it read.
So, as anybody with a peanut sized brain would be, he was curious as to what it did (as if the note wasn't obvious enough). So, like any 'logical' person would do, he started pressing random buttons, not noticing the now turned on screen showed numbers, which just kept going.
From 100, to 500, to 900, to 10,000, and it goes on.
Stopping at 900,000,000,000,000.
That seemed to be the limit.
He pressed one more button and then
the house started filling up with Matts.
Tord, who was simply staring at the wall in the kitchen, was the first to hear the thumps coming from his room.
Then Edd, who was drinking cola while scrolling through his phone was next.
And Tom.. was so high on horse tranquilizer he didn't even notice.
Edd and Tord watched in horror as thousands of Matts came tumbling down the stairs, like a water fountain.
Matt fountain?
That doesn't matter.
Matt..er.
Anyways.
The house filled up with Matts until it exploded. Well, atleast now they weren't suffocating.
"AAAH! NO! WHY! TORD THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! WHY'D YOU HAVE TO INVENT THAT CLONING MACHINE!"
Tord watched as Edd very painfully turned into Matt. His skin melted onto the ground, then it started to rapidly regenerate. Edd screamed a very Matt-like scream before pulling out a mirror and looking at himself in it.
Tord was sure he was going to have nightmares, if he even managed to sleep.
He caught a glimpse to the neighbor's TV which seemed to be broadcasting a news channel. A woman was saying something about a new virus before her skin started melting and—
The people watching the TV turned to the window, to HIM more specifically.
He was only met with the face of Matt.
" T H E R E ' S N O E S C A P E "
They all chanted. Tord screamed. Why? Why him? He was given a mirror and he made the mistake of looking in it. He only saw Matt starting back, he screamed even louder. He looked at the ground and saw a mix of brown, red, and black. His skin. That was his skin. His—
No
No
No
No—
"NO!"
A dark ceiling greeted Tord. He gripped his bedsheets while shaking uncontrollably. What— What the fuck was that? That was the most realistic nightmarse he'd ever had. Maybe he shouldn't have stolen Edd's cola.
He shakily got up and turned on the lights.
And he was met with..
Matt..
Matts.
Tord screamed.
They all jumped onto him and suffocated him to death.
.. And that's what brings Tom here,
showing up to his friend's funeral, high on horse tranquilizer.