Microfiction #10 – Possibilities Collapse

“I wouldn’t turn the knob if I were you,” said Wounded Kitty.

“Why not?” she asked as she looked back squinting her eyes to see clearly across the unfamiliar room.

She promptly realised they both looked identical except that Wounded Kitty slouched like a corpse and had a bullet hole in her forehead with dark viscous blood dripping down her nose bridge.

“You know what would happen,” Wounded Kitty said.

“I don’t remember anything, and my head feels dizzy.”

“Oh certainly not as bad as mine at the moment.”

All of a sudden it struck her mind. She had volunteered for an experiment. She had needed the cash so badly.

“No.. No..” she said. “I must get out.”

“Dont! Or the possibilities collapse,” said Wounded Kitty. “Don’t you get it? You open that door both of us have equal chance of ceasing to exist.”

“I have a life outside that door,” she said with fear evident in her teary eyes.

“Please. Don’t.”

“I’m sorry. I have to.”

She turned the knob and opened the door.


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