You are a simple person working on the night shift on a fast-food restaurant, because your boss insists that there'll be customers past midnight...

But whatever, you grab yourself a book and begin reading it while you await your supposed customers, your ears pick up the sound of a bus dropping someone off on the other side of the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, you nonchalantly glance up, see yourself looking down on the other side of the sidewalk, then go back to... Wait, what...?

As you quickly look up to see your "clone" again, in the seconds you've spent looking down at your book after dismissing it, the clone is already at the window of the restaurant, they place a hand on the window and look up, revealing that, while their body is a perfect copy of yours, their face is eeriely ghostly and unnaturally shadowed, they say nothing, just staring at you in silence with their hand against the window.