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The Twin Who Stole Tomorrow

The Twin Who Stole Tomorrow

Gavin

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I woke up to the hum of the office lights, keyboards clattering. This was my desk at Visionary Films. I was alive, and it was October 14th – the day before everything went to hell. Last time, my identical twin sister Jessica stole my script, getting me accused of plagiarism, leading to my parents disowning me and my career's ruin. It ended with my death at the hands of a crazed fan. Now, I was inexplicably back, but the horror was far from over. I soon realized Jessica didn't just steal finished work; she could pluck ideas straight from my mind, instantly. Even a simple drawing, conceived moments before, would appear on her social media, claimed as her own. My entire creative future was being systematically looted by this parasitic twin. How could she reach into my thoughts, my unformed dreams, and claim them? The injustice burned, the confusion maddened me. This wasn't just sibling rivalry; it was a soul-sucking tether. Desperate, I fled LA, burning every piece of my work. But a frantic phone call from Jessica revealed her creative well had run dry without me. This led me to Mama Martha, who confirmed a dark Hoodoo binding: a cursed doll, made with my essence, stealing my life force. Now, armed with a powerful gris-gris bag, I'm back. I'm ready to expose her and shatter the source of her stolen talent on the biggest stage imaginable.

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I woke up to the hum of the office lights, keyboards clattering.

This was my desk at Visionary Films.

I was alive, and it was October 14th – the day before everything went to hell.

Last time, my identical twin sister Jessica stole my script, getting me accused of plagiarism, leading to my parents disowning me and my career's ruin.

It ended with my death at the hands of a crazed fan.

Now, I was inexplicably back, but the horror was far from over.

I soon realized Jessica didn't just steal finished work; she could pluck ideas straight from my mind, instantly.

Even a simple drawing, conceived moments before, would appear on her social media, claimed as her own.

My entire creative future was being systematically looted by this parasitic twin.

How could she reach into my thoughts, my unformed dreams, and claim them?

The injustice burned, the confusion maddened me.

This wasn't just sibling rivalry; it was a soul-sucking tether.

Desperate, I fled LA, burning every piece of my work.

But a frantic phone call from Jessica revealed her creative well had run dry without me.

This led me to Mama Martha, who confirmed a dark Hoodoo binding: a cursed doll, made with my essence, stealing my life force.

Now, armed with a powerful gris-gris bag, I'm back.

I'm ready to expose her and shatter the source of her stolen talent on the biggest stage imaginable.

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