"Hi, is this Bill? My name is Casey Chambers, and I'm calling because I was wondering, uh, what it's like to have a twin?" I asked, feeling a bit strange about calling a stranger in the middle of the night, but I had no one to talk to, and this sounded like a real interesting topic of conversation.
What a weird question to be asking a stranger at the other end of the phone. "Twin? What on earth do you mean?" the man on the other end of the telephone line asked. Then silence. He didn't say anything for a few moments, so I continued.
"Well, I have a genetic disorder and my mind sorta, uh, split in two. I gave one of the halves of my mind the ability to manifest itself as the person it's made from using a life-like android body. So now I have a twin. It's awesome!" I said, allowing myself to get a little excited about the whole thing. This whole process of being split into different people was still new to me, and I was starting to enjoy it for the first time since I had woken up. I honestly felt good about it for the first time in a very long time.
"Well, that's interesting. Well, good luck with your experiment. Bye," the man on the other end of the line said, quickly ending the call and ending my opportunity to talk to someone about this. I never found out who Bill was or what he needed a twin for. At least I didn't have to deal with him harassing me soon or something, I thought.
Weird. I thought to myself, talking to people is so difficult.
I sighed, wanting to talk to someone again. I could always talk to my twin if I needed to, but actually I restrain from much conversation at all, because I just got so embarrassed talking to myself, even though his consciousness was my own.
I decided to try calling someone else. This time I called a person who described himself as a futanari, a person who is both male and female. The woman at the other end of the line picked up the phone and said hello. "Um, hi. You are a woman, right?" I asked, even though she had described herself as a futanari in her ad.
"Oh, yes I am! My name is Miss. I wanted a boy and a girl, so I made myself the girl and another girl the boy. Anyway, what can I do for you?" she asked, sounding like she knew exactly what she wanted. Rumors of adults calling to more cubit others at their leisure were common, and were very popular in the community at large.
"Um, I want to know about being split into two people—being a twin? Can you tell me about that, because I'm really interested," I said, feeling funny about these conversations.
"Of course! We can talk all night, if you like." said Miss, sounding excited, and it appeared that she had only called me to have a lengthy conversation. I didn't really have time for chatting that night, but I wasn't going to argue with the lady, so I ended up talking to her for above an hour, just wanting to know more about her situation.
"So, what would you like to know?" she asked.
"Well, it's weird, but I'm split into different people, and I can hear myself in my head. Im separate from the body, but I'm still connected and feel it all, so I know what's going on with both people at once. I can also see myself in the mirror and change clothes, because it's all the same person, one body. I also have one set of memories and one personality. Like, I'm the same person, but I'm also someone totally different, different even from myself." I explained.
"Oh, how fascinating. You are extremely multi-natured, you see. Your body is composed of two people: one female, one male. Your memories live at one location, but your mind resides in both bodies. You see, you have split into different persons from yourself." she said, causing a quick panic to run through me.
"Wait, I'm not a splits person, though. I'm thinking of myself as one and the same person, but as different as night and day, even though they are in the same body," I said, sounding a little more depressed then I should have. "I'm confused. Can you help me?" I asked, feeling vulnerable.
"Well, that's just your mind adjusting to the new situation," she said, sounding sympathetic.
"It's not something the human mind can accomodate, but it is natural and to be expected for someone with split mind. I would expect this to happen. Do not fear. The experience will be a good one, I think. It is really rad to have one mind in two bodies. It is quite stimulating, ya know?" she said, sounding like she was trying to comfort me.
"Yeah, I guess," I said, unsure how to act. I didn't like admitting that my mind was splitting. "Well, well, do not fear. This will pass quickly. Just learn to deal with the situation as it comes and deal with the fact that you have two physical selves. Oh, I am so excited!"
"Really, can you tell me more about this? It sounds so strange," I said, not liking the sound of the things Miss was saying.
"Well, I read in a book. There is no way to explain it," she continued.
"There is a way? Come on, tell me! We can talk about it!" I said. I was getting a little desperate at this point.
"Well, it is true. I promise. Guys, that means everything there is to know about being split into two people," she said, sounding really excited.
"There is nothing that makes sense to me. Please, just tell me. I need to know! I'm dying here! I can't go on like this. Tell me!" I said, sounding way too desperate. It was too weird for me to let happen!
"I don't know how to explain. Not completely anyway. It's like growing up, I imagine," she said calmly.
"You know what? That is great. I really appreciate that you took the time to call. I had another question."
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well, I can see myself, in the mirror. Would I be able to see someone else in the mirror if I looked into mine, too? It's just new thing I've learned. Is it normal? Or is it weird?" I asked.
"Well, it is true. You will see something in the mirror, but it might not be very clear. However, I know how you are feeling. It is new and great. What you know is that you have a double, but you don't know who, or at least not completely. That is why you want to look in the mirror to see who it is, but all you might see is another face, but it isn't. It just isn't. You will always wonder, but in time and as you settle into your new life, you will know that only one person is there. You will see everything from yourself, from two perspectives. The mirror will show you everything you need and can handle to see, one way. It also won't show all that much, because like I said, it's not possible for you to see all of your own body at the same time."
"This is only the beginning . . . " she continued, sounding like a fairy tale.
"So, I can look at myself in the mirror?" I asked, hoping that this wasn't some kind of trick, or a test.
"Of course. Why did you ask?" she asked, sounding a little surprised.
"Well, I don't know. It's just that I don't want to look at myself in the mirror as one, or even two separate people. I sound really nervous, don't I? It's just that I haven't seen myself split down the middle yet, so I'm having all these questions about that," I said, sounding a little nutty.
"That's not what I think you're looking at in the mirror because, well, it will be hard to tell. You will both look in each other's eyes, and it won't matter because you both see the same thing. In time, you will know it and settle into your situation. It's not something that you need to worry about. Just relax while this is happening. After all, it's not so bad, right? This is going to be great!" she said.
"Thanks for calling me. I hope that I don't have to deal with any more of this, but I will be ready if I do." I said, feeling like I was going crazy, but also feeling a little better, too.
"I really appreciate this. I'm glad I called," I added, after an awkward pause. It made me feel a little better, because I was the one that called to find out about this, but I felt I should be thanking her for calling me. It was my birthday.
