Daytime Invasion

The first sign that something was wrong was our dog barking wildly at her.

After that, her memories became confused. The doctor said she was ill, that her personality was constantly splitting and beyond her control, but I didn’t want to give up on her.

So I married her.

For months, I tried to adapt to the fact that her personality changed every few months a female CEO, a race car driver, a mechanic, a professor, a pianist…

But recently her condition began spiraling out of control. She could become several different people in a single day.

Last night, during a storm, I woke from a nightmare and found her missing from our bed. I got up to look for her.

In the underground garage, I saw her raise an axe and kill a woman.

She dragged the body toward the back of a Hummer, where a pile of corpses was already stacked inside and every single corpse had the same face as hers.

Is my wife a monster?

I ran for my life, but we grew up together. She knew everything about me, and it didn’t take long for her to find me.

No… not her.

Them.

I watched several identical wives, each with a different personality, appear before me and call my name at the same time. And to keep me from leaving, they seemed to have reached some bizarre agreement.