Greg stared at it, as it stared back, hoping that something happen, letting him know what was going on. “You know who did this don’t you?”

“What? Who said that?” Greg asked as he pivoted his head around the room.

“You are so naive,” a voice laughed. “Why don’t you look into the mirror?”

He swiveled back, pointing the gun ahead of him. “Watch where you are pointing that thing,” his reflection said, “you could blind someone with that.”

“Who are you, and why did you do this?”

“Now see first off get this straight, I’m you! Well your duel personality that is. I did this to help us out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can see the headlines now ET Bombs Agency, Single Man survives. It’s perfect; I already took out the basement. These guys are push-over’s, next thing you know, we’ll be on top this joint.”

That wasn’t something Greg wanted, so with a strong upper he started to unloaded on the mirror. “What are you doing…?” He spotted another mirror on the right wall. Crack, crack, crack. “I’m warning you…” Then the left wall, “ok fine, I see how it is going to be.”

Greg bolted out the door, running as fast as he could. The walls started talking, as his split personality kept calling. He reached the end of the corridor stopping once again to stare at the blood stained metal. “Greg, this is your last chance…I’m warning you to help me, or suffer; the choice is up to you.”

Finishing off his clip, he drilled the bullets at the metal. They left marks though nothing major, and a voice inside let out the laugh the size of a hyena. “You really thought you could kill me? That’s hilarious. You know I can’t die right?”

“Better to try, than to let you take over the human race.”

“Well you tried, too bad you fail.” Just then bullets rained out of the other side of the wall, hitting Greg in his chest. As he lay there bleeding to death against the wall, he saw himself get up, and walk toward the stairs. He pointed his gun hoping to shoot the ghostly figure that had just attacked him, but it was to no avail. His gun was empty, there was no one to call for help, he fell to the floor, seeing nothing more than a foot as it head up the stairs.