“You had to know about it.” I accused out loud.

Eve did not even flinch at me.

Yes, I did. She said plainly. But it was what had to be done.

“No!!” I roared. “The world is still a hopeless shell whether or not it has inhabitants. One way or another this planet will rot.”

It’s all up to us. Eve mused. We have all of the resources we need.

“There is no point!” I yelled.

In a crazed rage, I pulled the pistol that is always attached to my thigh and pumped all ten bullets into Eve.

Kill #96,784

I had killed my counterpart.

I began to raise the pistol to my head.

No, there is another way

I walked over to my pod, opened it, and set the timer for 1,000 years. By then I would have deteriorated inside the pod.

This is how it has to be.

I climbed into the pod, and I closed the hatch door.

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