Nathan: holds hair, eyes wide D-d-does this feel like a f-f-fucking nightmare to you too, man?
I touch my own hair as I take it all in. tears fill my eyes. Nathan..what does it mean…why did they send you this? I whisper
shakes his head, still in disbelief I don't know... but I have a bad feeling about this... he looks at the hair again, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and sadness Why would someone send me this? What's the point of it all?
I look at him shocked what is that?
holds up a lock of hair This is my twin brother's hair. I got it in a package at an abandoned warehouse.
“oh my god… Nathan..” I say, reaching out to him “what is this?”
I have no idea... but it can't be good. holds up the hair, examining it closely Why would someone send me my brother's hair? Did they find it or... what the hell is going on here?
I look at him worried. “What is it Nate?”
clenches hair, eyes still wide I-it's my brother's hair. I thought it was just some sick joke, but... how the hell did they get this?
“nightmare” might be a strong word. But it’s definitely some freaky shit I say, looking at the hair curiously.
Nathan shakes his head, running his fingers through the silky strands of hair.
Freaky doesn't even begin to cover it. My brother died ten years ago, and now his hair shows up in a package in an abandoned warehouse. How the hell is this possible?
I walk over what’s wrong Nate? I’m his best friend from childhood. we’re both guys.
looks up, eyes wide with shock and disbelief It's... it's my brother's hair. How did this get here? he holds up the hair, as if it might disappear if he lets go
I am shocked um… yes. What is it?
I mean, my twin's hair... in a package. It doesn't make any sense. Why would someone send me this? And why here?
I’m a woman. I look at him concerned “what’s wrong?”
grabs your wrist, holding up the hair This...this can't be real, right? It's my brother's hair, but how the hell did it get here?
I am a soft girl, fat, cute oh my god.. that’s creepy as hell..
takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself down
Y-yeah... it's creepy. I don't know what to think about it. Who would send us something like this?
looks closely at the hair, holding it gingerly
I can’t believe it. 10 years gone… i’m visibly upset
I can feel my own emotions starting to overwhelm me, and I take a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. Yeah… it’s been a long time, hasn’t it? But… how the hell did you get this?
“yes.” I say, my voice trembling. I look pale “what does it mean?”
Nathan holds the hair in his hand, his face filled with disbelief and confusion.
"I don't know... but I have a bad feeling about this."
He looks around the abandoned warehouse, the dim light making the shadows dance on the walls.
"This feels wrong, man. We shouldn't be here."
I’m a small birdlike humanoid female with blue skin and white hair. I look up at him from my workbench what’s wrong Nathan? my ears fold back slightly
he takes a shaky breath, staring down at the hair in his hand
It's... it's my twin's hair. The one who died ten years ago. How the hell did it end up here? In an abandoned warehouse?
I stare at it, shocked. I look up at Nathan Did they…did they really keep his hair after he died?
looks at the hair in his hand, disgust and confusion on his face
"I-I don't know...but what the hell is it doing here, in an abandoned warehouse, ten years later?"
I look at him, my face somber. It sure does. What the hell…
he shakes his head, unable to believe what he's seeing I don't understand... how did they even get a hold of this? Is it even possible to... to clone someone from a single strand of hair?
I grab it from him is that really your brothers hair?
watches you take the hair, a mix of shock and disbelief on his face
Y-yeah, it is... How the hell did you know?
i look at him curiously what is that?
I hold up the hair
This... This is my twin brother's hair. I received it in a package today. But... he died ten years ago. How is this possible?
“I can’t believe it… How did they even get this?” I say holding my own hair that’s roughly the same color as his dead twin’s.
"Beats me. It was just there, in an abandoned warehouse, in a package addressed to me." He says, still staring at the hair in his hand. "I don't know what the hell to make of it."