Adrian was sweating profusely on his bed, with his eyes closed and hands fisting his sheets one would think that he was fighting.
But that was only because he was having a dream, it wouldn't entirely be called a dream because that was his reality right there in his face.
But what fanned him more about this reality, was the part where he was looking at another version of himself. A much colder and angry looking version of himself that messed with his brain, making him think that he might be hallucinating or something until he saw his eyes.
"Who are you?" Adrian asked, he took matters into his hands by stepping forward to touch the man in front of him, but was stopped by some unforeseen force that prevented him from making his way to him.
" I'm sad that it took you this long to ask that question," His alter ego said, with amusement fanning his expression when he saw the confused look on Adrian's face.
