This is the story of Professor Edgar Pelion who creates a replicator. Edgar gets more than he bargains for when he realizes that people under hypnosis speaking languages, accurately recounting things are not demon possessed, but have a recollection of their former life.
He makes an exact copy of himself. He can feel what the replicant is feeling. It turns its gaze and the eyes lock. It is like a lightning bolt, as they each know what the other is thinking. He freezes in fear as the other becomes aware that he will have to destroy it.
We are people born again and again in overlapping cycles. We make our own destiny every day. What we do to others we do to ourselves in another cycle, of our lives. We truly reap what we sow. I am Edgar Pelion and I am home now, enjoying all three Megan’s I have replicated. They are a joy in my life, for now, but once in a while I see them, heads together, speaking in whispers, and looking over at me. I feel a chill. Edgar, what hast thou wrought?
