I only just realized that my fellow intern Vijay is my doppelganger. (Or perhaps he is the Christopher Conway of Earth-A.) Hair: check. Glasses: check. Height (impossibly tall): check. Smile: check. Blue checked shirt: check.
So physically, we’re identical. Only I’m all pinkish sweetness and light, and he’s pure brown evil. I like Okkervil River; he likes Aphex Twin. I like Dre; he likes D. On Monday night, he was chased by a pack of wild dogs; at the same time, I was NOT being chased by a pack of wild dogs. (Wild dogs hate evil.)
Fate has a plan for us. He must be destroyed.