The Bus Stop

who are we really?

The Bus Stop

 

     I walked back to my seat on the bus to nowhere after my conversation with death ended. I was about to take a nap when I noticed a fellow in front of the bus reading a magazine. To my astonishment he looked exactly like me. I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Without a trace of surprise he looked up at me with a crooked smile and invited me to sit down in the seat next to him.

 

“Who are you” I said “and why the hell do you look exactly like me.”

 

“There’s no need to get all huffy and excited” said my duplicate “My name is the same as yours. I’m your clone and future replacement. I’ll be getting off the next stop and heading off to the indoctrination center.  Once fully programmed, I will take over your identity and head back to the city of Cransfordalane. I’m slated to become the Grand Psychics Major Domo, Jesilina is looking forward to meeting the improved version of you. ”

 

“Not if I have anything to say about it” I said.

 

“I’m quite sorry for you as I know exactly how you feel.  But the powers that be decided that you’re needed in the city of nowhere with death by your side. Don’t worry a great adventure is in store for you as well. It’s a win, win,” said my evil twin. I turned to look at Death but he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded. 

 

     The bus stopped and my clone got up and stepped off the bus.  He waved good-by as my bus sped away. Death strolled up to me and said, “I guess it’s just you and me Kid”