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Fred took a breath of fresh air. Ah! The day was beautiful. He took
another breath of fresh air. Then, to his right, he noticed his vision blur. It was an odd blur, as if static had appeared in front of a bench on the far side of the roof. Thinking it was an optical illusion, Fred went to check it out. He drew nearer. When he was about five feet from the bench, someone came charging out of nowhere and slammed him across the head with the butt of his sword. As he fell back, he looked up to see himself. The other Fred looked back with equal concern and terror, and turned his sword against the first Fred. "I'll slay ye, doppleganger!" spake the other Fred in a wicked accent. "I'll give you my money, anything, but I'm not a dopplething. Please, man, you have to believe me. I'm not armed. Look!" The other Fred relaxed slightly, turned, and ran, only to be consumed in the background. The first Fred sat up, relieved, but with a bleeding head. Just then, Bethany, who also enjoyed the fresh air, came up to the roof. When she saw Fred bleeding she ran over as best as her heels could take her to where he sat. "What happened?!" she said kneeling. "A man hit me and ran off. I don't know."
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