1 I think I just saw myself killing my girlfriend.

I live an ordinary life. I have a family, a job, and most of all, Dana. The love of my life.

My family lives in a house quite a mile from ours. My young brother stayed with them. They'd always invite me to their house in weekends, and Dana wanted me to stay.

My family disappeared, and they were declared missing, but now I've moved on that event, because I have Dana.

Dana never had a family, she grew up from an orphanage. She had always wanted her own family. She grew into an adult in the orphanage until she learned the world's cruelty.

We always sleep in separate bedrooms, and I was in disagreement when we first talked about this. She said that she likes to sleep alone. And so we got to a huge fight but in the end I made up with her.

My morning routine never changes. I take triptans and antiseizure drugs before going to work early in the morning up until evening at six. But this time, though, I had to skip it, I was getting late.

Dana works at home, so she stays alone in the home. I'm always concerned for when she does work at home, because she's alone. Before I reach the house some days ago, I would hear banging in the house. Loud banging. She was probably fixing something.

She tells me never to go inside her room, because all of her important stuff are there. I never did want to go inside her room anyways.

Anyways, I got home after work, and I was at the living room. Dana was upstairs doing something. I was watching some football replays when I saw a figure outside the window at the corner of my eye, when I looked outside, there was nobody there.

I sense some movie foreplay happening, I thought. I glanced back the TV, and there the figure was, again. And the more I started to sense that person, or whatever it was, things became even stranger.

Lights flickered, the wind became colder, gusts of wind became frequent, the curtains were fluttering, even though the windows were closed. I looked around the house, and suddenly, a figure materialized like pixels gathering in the kitchen. I immediately dropped and hid infront of the couch I was sitting on.

I peeked, and I saw a figure covered in a cloak, and I couldn't see their face. The figure started moving to a drawer, and the figure took out a butcher's knife.

Alarms started ringing in my head, and I had to do something. The figure walked to the stairs, where Dana was. And I knew I had to do something, so I did the most bravest yet stupid move in my entire life.

I launched myself to the figure.

We both dropped and I was on top of of whatever I was facing. We were wrestling, and now the figure was on top of me. My hands were locked tight by the one hand the figure used. And the other hand, reaching to their hood, revealed it.

It was me.

"Who are you?" I said.

"You." The man replied.

"Stop your act. I know you're an imposter."

"I have to kill Dana, she's a threat to you. I'm glad so long as you live on in this timeline, even though nothing will change in mine."

"What are you taking about?! Let me go!"

"You wouldn't understand." The man said, and he punched me, and darkness was consuming me, as I saw him walking up the stairs.

I crawled my way up the stairs, to her bedroom, when I saw me in front of Dana, his arm on her neck, his knife threating her.

I saw everything that happened, and they didn't seem to notice me. From outside the room, there was this putrid and rotten smell that covered my nose. And then Dana talked.

"Stop the prank, it's not funny anymore. You got me, Andrew. I never told you to go inside my room." Dana said.

"Are you hiding something?"

"N-No! Just get out of here!"

"Why will you do that to the love of your life?" The man said.

"You're the love of my life!" She said.

"Right. Care to explain this, then?" The man held the knife pointing her, and he released her by pushing her to the bed. And the man went to a drawer, one very large drawer.

The man opened it, and the smell became even stronger, making me want to gag. And then there it was. A body fell, the skin was rotting and the hair fell out of the skull.

Then the man pulled another body, and a third body. I gasped in silence. Tears were welling up, after all these years, why did they still have to show up, now that I've moved on?

"I WANTED A FAMILY. AND YOU WERE ALWAYS LEAVING ME ALONE BECAUSE OF YOUR GOD-DAMNED FAMILY!" She screamed.

"So you would kill my family?! I won't let you destroy my past life. Not now, not ever. I wouldn't want me to live a life with a murderer." He started to move towards her, and Dana cried.

"STOP! ANDREW! PLEASE, FORGIVE ME!"

"I will never forgive you. You're a psycho, a demented, cruel animal."

"I only wanted a family. I got it, it was a win-win for me. I'd get my own family, and Andrew, you, would be mine forever."

"AND YOU'D LET THEM ROT IN HERE, NEVER TO TELL WHAT YOU DID TO THEM?!" He shouted.

"You wouldn't understand." Dana whispered.

"Oh, I think I understand very well. You went inside their house at night, and you took them all here to the house, where you gave them sleeping pills.

Then they wake up in chairs with rope tied around them. You would come to them at your room when you wanted to have some fun.

You would talk to them as if they were your family, and they start denying that, and so you start to torture them. You would slice pieces of their skin, you would crack their bones, you would gouge out their eyes, and pull their hair out.

But you weren't finished, whenever you asked something and they couldn't reply, you would cut their tongue out, and then start to make them bleed.

Until the final day, where you would smash their heads in. That's how I became skeptical. That day where I heard loud banging in the house.

I am not about to let me live a life with you who murdered my family." And with one quick slash, Dana dropped.

"I-I only w-wanted a family... I o-only wanted A-Andrew all t-to me..." And her eyes stared into nothingness.

And I fell unto the darkness, where I saw the man walking towards me.

I woke up in the couch panting and grasping for breath.

What just happened? I thought.