Mark from Everton Is A Replicant

I'd found him...Mark. Finally, after all this time. All this effort. Running away from home. Hitch-hiking across the country. Following his Facebook updates and Twitter feed. Hearsay from friends of his.

The Brecon Beacons, Thursday afternoon.

Mark was camping out in a field, alone. I observed him through binoculars; bided my time. I approached the tent as it was getting dark. I stopped when I saw the opening to the tent being unzipped.

Mark was inside, but his face was not his own. A mass of circuitry and wires. And it was then I knew. Mark was a replicant.