“Somebody please! Anybody!” He screamed, crawling backwards as the Alternate in front of him, with it’s stretched limbs and deformed grin came closed, cornering him in the house he was in. How did he get here? He had gotten a distress call from a lady, who had reported someone breaking into her house. Normal, right? Wrong. The supposed ‘robber’ was an Alternate. A gruesome thing, with stretched limbs, and a deformed smile, that didn’t seem to truly exist. The lady’s body lay not too far away.