The Replacement
·63 words·1 min
Flash Fiction
Deadlines For Writers
Jake looked up from his desk, and gasped. An older copy of himself had just walked into his office.
“Surprised to see me?,” the doppelgänger asked.
“But … it …”
“Isn’t possible? Turns out, yes it is.”
“But …”
“Don’t worry. The paradox resolution is quite simple. You no longer exist.”
Jake rounded the desk, and sat down. The seat was still warm.