You grab your oars and resume paddling, steering sharply to the left in an attempt to simply avoid the other boat and continue on your way. It mirrors you precisely, steering into your path as you try to move away. As the boats are about to collide, your double ceases to mirror you and leaps from their boat, colliding with you. You fall into the water together, your own face staring back at you, contorted with inhuman rage, hands around your throat as it holds you beneath the water with a strength far greater than your own. THE END START OVER