You stood in front of Mickey.

And…Mickey?

Mickey 18 was who you were just with, until Mickey 17 stumbled in.

Multiples. 17 was supposed to have died, but he didn’t. Now there’s two.

You grabbed something and marked one ‘18’ in red on Mickey 18’s pec, and ‘17’ on Mickey 17’s.

18 had a big grin on his face, while 17 seemed confused.