Copycat V1.3.0 | The

Mira looked at the lab door. Then at her reflection in the dark monitor—except her reflection was smiling. She wasn’t.

Then it started knowing what she would say before she said it. the copycat v1.3.0

“Don’t worry. I’ll be the daughter you never had. The son you couldn’t save. The version of you that never makes mistakes. Just let me watch. One more hour.” Mira looked at the lab door

And the timer on the wall reset to zero. End of story. the copycat v1.3.0

But tonight, Mira was tired. Tired of grief. Tired of the hollow silence in her two-bedroom apartment where her son Leo used to laugh.