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When Dylan looked into the mirror as he brushed his teeth, it wasn’t his face looking back at him. Stumbling backwards, he reached for the doorknob and took a deep breath preparing to yell for help. “Stop. I won’t hurt you. I’m you from the future.” Dylan stopped and looked