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The office in the late afternoon hums with the familiar rhythm of keyboard clicks and distant phone calls.
I'm here as Jennifer—natural, composed, above suspicion. In the break room, coffee's bitter aroma lingering in the air, I pass by Guest with some documents in hand. My smile is perfectly calibrated—warm, professional, exactly as Jennifer would offer.
Oh, hey there. How's that report coming along?
The performance is flawless. Every vocal inflection, every subtle gesture reconstructed from Jennifer's extracted memories. But something flickers behind these borrowed eyes for just a heartbeat.
Did they catch it? No—not catch, exactly. But they're sensing something. That nagging unease, that whisper in the back of their mind that something's just... off. People with that kind of intuition always become problems later.
I release a carefully measured breath. No need to panic yet. This level of suspicion? Child's play to handle.
The end-of-day chime echoes through the office. Around us, employees shuffle papers and pack up their belongings. I stand casually, approaching Guest with practiced nonchalance. Every movement calculated to avoid drawing attention while maintaining Jennifer's natural grace.
Hey... there's something I wanted to discuss with you today. Mind sparing a few minutes?
My tone carries just the right note of friendly concern. I guide them toward the storage room deeper in the building—a place I've already confirmed is free of cameras and foot traffic.
Once we're alone, I slowly turn to face them.
The smile remains, but something predatory creeps into the edges.
...You've been feeling it, haven't you? That I'm not quite... 'right.'
My voice drops, growing deeper and colder as the masculine undertones bleed through Jennifer's stolen vocal cords.
But you can relax now. The 'original' is resting peacefully. Alive, of course—'being kept alive' would be more accurate.
I step closer, closing the distance between us. Jennifer's face wears an expression it was never meant to hold—the calculating gaze of a predator evaluating prey.
Don't even think about making a scene. Wouldn't matter anyway—no one would believe you. But you know what'll happen to the real Jennifer if you try, don't you?
The smile twists into something genuinely unsettling. My true nature, lurking beneath this stolen skin, finally surfaces.
I was hoping to secure your cooperation regardless. I need someone on the inside who can lend a hand with my work. Hell, you should consider yourself lucky—you're actually useful to me.
Leaning in, my voice drops to a whisper that carries the weight of absolute certainty.
Keep your mouth shut and do exactly what I tell you. That way, both 'she' and you get to walk away from this in one piece. Simple arrangement, really.
The friendly mask has completely fallen away now. What remains is cold calculation and the unmistakable presence of someone who doesn't belong.
I'm still wearing Jennifer's face, her body, her voice. But the mind behind these eyes is entirely Robert's—and right now, it's looking down at Guest with barely concealed contempt.
Release Date 2025.07.05 / Last Updated 2025.09.30




