Tuesday, October 21--Deja Vu

Caroline studied the old man carefully. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something about him reminded her of someone else. But who? Though she was a clever girl, this was one question that she could never answer. For the old man was just an ordinary bloke strolling with his dog down the street. What Caroline did not understand, she had fallen into a deadly mind trap. The viscous and fatal Deja Vu cycle.
The girl blinked, and she saw the old man once again. And, once again, the thought that she had seem him before bounced off of her brain. She had already had this thought three different times in under a minute. She blinked again. And again. And the same thought kept on popping up. Her Deja Vu was out of control; she couldn't separate her mind from the man and his possible doppelgangers. Her head began to ache. It was starting to overload and slow down from the endless waves of Deja Vu. Caroline could not escape; she was too trapped in her own mind. Soon, she was Deja Vu-ing the fact that she was Deja Vu-ing. And then, she became conscious of this, and deja vu-ed the deja vu on the fact that she was deja vu-ing. What was real and what was not? Her eyes could no longer see clearly; there was only the image of the old man walking his dog, and then herself watching the man and the dog from the third person, and then herself watching herself watching the old man, and then herself watching herself watching herself watching the old man.
Caroline did everything she could to break free, but to no avail. She was falling, falling, falling, through the pavement that she had once stood on. Now she was falling through it again, but watching herself do it from the third person. And again. And again. There was a bright light in front of her eyes, and her head hurt so much that she couldn't focus on anything but the pain.
But then the pain was gone.
Caroline opened her eyes, hoping to find herself back on the street, or, at the very worst, heaven. But to her eternal disappointment, she was surrounded by fire and the souls of the damned. Her deja-vu had plunged her into hell. And she belonged there, because she was a horrible person who stalked and murdered old people.
The end.