"That's right… That's the way, my adorable Christie…"
Christie drifted in the empty darkness. She stretched out her hand and behind her was a spitting image of herself who held her hands with a smile.
"Remember this feeling. This is my strength, and also yours."
"… But… I…"
Christie turned around and gazed at her other self. But before she finished her words, the other Christie held a finger to her lips and stopped her from speaking. Then, she smiled.