The only difference that John could note between them was that they was significantly taller.
For some reason. No matter how hard John tried to think against it. He couldn't scratch the idea that he was staring at himself.
What was it? Was it just the demon inside of him playing tricks again? What was happening? Why did it feel so different? And most importantly, why couldn't he stop the pain in his heart? John wondered.
His thoughts were interrupted and his eyes opened wide as the hooded person spoke.
"You want to save them… Don't you?"
Did he hear that right? The voice was nothing like the demon's. Just who was this person?
"Who… Who are you…?" John asked, his voice trembling as he did so.
"…"
The person didn't reply.
"Of course I do… They're everything to me… My reason for living…!"
The raised his finger pointing at John however he did not stop and instead pointed at what was behind John.