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You come home and the kitchen isn't right. Cleaner, maybe. Your mug sits exactly where you left it, but the light through the window is off. You stand there holding the cup, turning slowly. Everything is where it should be and none of it is yours. You take a sip, trying to figure out what isn't right, and realise you don't know what you're drinking. It's warm, but it isn't tea. That's a domain…