Michel woke up to the pungent smell coming from a cloth handkerchief he was holding, his other copy, so he got up as if he had been stung, and ran to a corner like a child.
- " Demon? You're a demon? "
The other raised his hands and motioned for Michel to be quiet, so he picked up the dagger and with a trembling hand thrust it into the other's face.
- " O Holy Mary, you are my hope and my life after Jesus, so grant me steadfastness in my love . "
" Calm down, Michelle, I'll explain . "
" Get away from me , devil, don't touch me . "
The other Michel sat quietly at the table, then raised his hands and said:
- "Well, whenever you're ready."
Michel was silent for a moment, contemplating his reincarnated version in front of him; he was calm, fiddling with the calendar papers in front of him, looking at him from time to time with a smile, and when the silence was prolonged, he added, saying:
" Look at me, look at this face, Michel, look at the miracle."
Michel shouted:
- "Miracle ! Miracle or curse?"
The other one took the initiative:
- "A blessing, a blessing you will soon realize."
Michel approached the lookalike, then felt his face with a trembling hand before returning to his safe distance and shouting:
" What is this? An elaborate disguise? Or are you my twin brother that my parents never told me about? Speak . "
The other stopped and walked around the place with the confidence of someone who knows all the details, then took out one of the books that talks about weather forecasts.
" Great, I also wrote a book about weather forecasts . "
Michel still raised the dagger and said nervously:
- " What do you mean you too? "
" Calm down, my friend. Put down that weapon and let's talk rationally for a while. Be assured that I will extinguish your flame of mystery, then you will realize the miracle , you will realize what we are on the verge of achieving, my friend . And of course I do not mean this nonsense."
He threw the book away, then approached it until it was centimeters away, ignoring the blade, looking into his eyes steadily, saying:
" You and I will change history, dear."
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