It was cold, and dark. Too dark. He was alone again, bored. He wanted to play more games, but the idea of wasting his own time again repulsed him. He wanted to do something else for a change, or someone else for a change. He longed for his own touch, but not on himself. He begged for his own hands, and yet, someone else's. He questioned how to make his touch more real. More solid. He wanted himself the way he wanted a woman.

He gathered all of his semen from the countless jars beneath him. He had been saving for weeks for this. For his Frankenstein of a lover. He waited till he knew he would be alone for a while(not that that was anything new...) He waited for about 20 minutes then went downstairs to his bedroom. He put all of his semen on his bed and began to chant "good morning kanye" 17 1/2 times while the song 'wolves' marshmallow and Selena gomez played in the background.
   
After a while of nothing happening he decided to lay down for a nap(he was exhausted from chanting so much). He laid down on his bed(still covered in his own cum). He went to sleep. BUT while he was asleep the ritual had truly begun. His cells began to duplicate one by one. Framing eachother into what would become the "new" Garrett.
   
*the next morning*
The original Garrett wakes up, not realizing what he had truly done. He went to go to the bathroom as people do in the morning, and he looked in the mirror. "Damn, I look rough...", he said shrugging. He had just finished in the bathroom and was off to go find something to eat. We was walking to the kitchen and realized the TV was on. It was his favorite show(regular show). He remembered specifically that he had turned it off before the ritual. He turned it off before proceeding to the kitchen. To his surprise there was already a full course breakfast on the table in front of him. A piece of toast with a boiled egg on the side. His favorite.

"What the fuck is going on?" ,he said in shock of what was in front of him, "why is there food out". Garrett clone came out from the pantry with some granola to eat. "Hey, what's up Garrito?" ,Garrett 2 said happily. Garrett 1 screamed loudly and fell to the ground. He thought he was dreaming, he rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe the sleep away from him so he would realize all of this was fake and he would be waking up in his bed completely alone again. Safe again. But after rubbing his eyes clear of the sleep the other Garrett was still there, holding out a hand for Garrett to help him up.

(chapter 2 coming soon!!)