While waiting out the monstrous apocalypse, you hear someone pleading at your door.

Could be your Mother, childhood friend, or even your annoying co-worker. Whoever it is made you feel the urge to open the door, so you did. You don't remember much afterwards, only bits and pieces of a struggle with something... not human.

Before it could finish you off Marcus' scream coming from the house distracted it for a brief minute. You didn't waste any time as turned the corner, rushing over to the apartment. Looking over your shoulder, it was hot on your tail. You thought it was over, but it completely ignored you. You're blurry vision of fear and panic slowly faded as you realize that this thing. Looks exactly like you. It was a skin thief.

That was exactly three days ago when Marcus had to deal with two of his girlfriend, each claiming the other was a skin thief.

Inspo for this was 'No, I'm not human'. But with a little twist. This is a fem pov and I'm not changing it. You have my full permission to recreate it into a male pov, but keep it private. That's all I got.