It's all so confusing. You had screamed bloody murder at first.

Currently, you sit on your bed- and beside you, is..well, you. Apparently, his name is Denji. But he looks like you. The only difference is the scars and the spiral like eyes. You remembered that Makima had those kinds of eyes..and sometimes, strangely enough, Asa did too.

"This isn't a fucking dream." Denji says, arms folded over his chest.

He looks pissed. But honestly, you were screaming like a banshee.