I woke up at 3am and found my brother staring at me while sitting on the edge of his bed. The blanket behind him moved and I saw that underneath those sheets was my real brother.
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.”
“The end,” he said. And then the sun went out.