The Identity Chameleon






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For prompt ”Wallet”

Short Horror Story About A Shapeshifting Criminal.

The Identity Chameleon

He proudly pulled out his wallet.

He proudly pulled out his wallet. I had asked to see his ID.

He proudly pulled out his wallet. I had asked to see his ID. He didn't match his picture.

He proudly pulled out his wallet. I had asked to see his ID. He didn't match his picture. Not even slightly.

I told him that we couldn't help if he were unable to identify himself.

I told him that we couldn't help if he were unable to identify himself. But still, he insisted that he was the person in the photo.

Not knowing what to say, I said nothing.

Not knowing what to say, I said nothing. Before the guards could arrive, the man started aggressively grabbing at his face.

Not knowing what to say, I said nothing. Before the guards could arrive, the man started aggressively grabbing at his face. Scabby skin was torn off piece by piece.

Bystanders looked on, fearful.

Bystanders looked on, fearful. Some even fled the building.

Skin was hitting the ground with several tiny plops.

Skin was hitting the ground with several tiny plops. When he was finally finished, he had a new face.

Skin was hitting the ground with several tiny plops. When he was finally finished, he had a new face. An entirely new face.

”Now can you see who I've been all along?” whispered the mysterious man in a raspy voice.

”Now can you see who I've been all along?” whispered the mysterious man in a raspy voice. I felt an uneasiness trickling throughout my body.

I gave him a smile, then took the ID out of his hand.

I gave him a smile, then took the ID out of his hand. I quickly studied the photo once more.

I gave him a smile, then took the ID out of his hand. I quickly studied the photo once more. It matched perfectly.

I gave him a smile, then took the ID out of his hand. I quickly studied the photo once more. It matched perfectly. He grinned.

I began giving him the service I had recently denied him.

I began giving him the service I had recently denied him. My hands were shaking.

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