I slowly lift my head up and automatically lock eyes with a pink and white fox staring at me from across the room. My replacement. A low growl comes out of my mouth and I begin to stand up. Then, I stop. Her right eye is missing and there are rips and tears across her body. Her endoskeleton is showing over her body and a second head sticks out to the side. She's like me. She's been ripped apart. I can't hurt her.
I start to walk towards her and she begins to pull herself backwards, obviously frightened. However, she stops when I hold my hand to her.