Confusion (Superhero Black Hole - part 27)

“Is this actually happening?” I say.

Well, my Other Me says this.
My Other Past Me.
Or, seeing as I’ve just come from the extremely distant past, he’s technically my Future Me.
Or whatever.
I’m as confused as he is.

“Yes,” I reply to me.

“How is this possible?”

“We can discuss the impossibleness of this later. Right now, I need to stop us from doing what we’re about to do.”

“Which is?”

“Going out to de-ice the road.”

“But we need to prevent the pile-up!”

“Look, just listen to me, alright? There are two of me – You – Us – here, and I think that’s rather significant, don’t you?”

Other Me pauses before he nods.

“Right. Here goes: that Girl we keep spotting? She’s not just anyone – she’s our ex, and she’s almightily pissed. If we go out to de-ice the road, she’ll keep making sure that we die over and over again in the ensuing pile-up. But if we don’t go, then we should be fine.”

Other Me blows out a lungful of air, like he’s been punched in the gut.

“Um…that is…really fucked up…”

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