Doors (Part 4)

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Fred felt emotionally torn apart. It was like each door not only brought him into a different body but also unleashed a different type of torture on him. And he told himself that the next door would be his last, no matter what he had to endure.

And so he stepped through another door. His heart sank a little when it brought him to another hallway -- and he could feel that he was still in the body of a woman -- but yet he felt content. If he had to live life as someone else, he felt like he could live as this woman. He took a step forward; he didn’t seem able to take a second step.

“Where the f*ck do you think you’re going?” A voice asked behind him.

He turned to see that he was basically a conjoined twin. She controlled half of this body.

“Who are you?” He asked.

“I’m f*cking Fred, and this is the goddamn worst body yet,” The other woman replied.

“No, I’m Fred.”

Of course, Fred was coming to the realization that they were both Fred. And it was apparent what twist this door had in store. He was content and felt like this could all be perfect. His other half was miserable and would always hold him back. Getting either side to agree would prove to be quite a challenge.