"If I turn back to normal I'll never complain about being stuck in a rut again..." Rachael muttered, sitting down. "But if I want to change back I'll need to find the chocolate, and to do that I'll need to find my clone. But that'd be impossible. I might as well just get used to being a super freak." Tears began forming in Rachael's eyes as she realized the future she now faced. "Sitting here won't help." Rachael said to herself, sitting up. "I have no choice I have to try to find the other me." She jumped to her feet and ran down the stairs and out the front door.
She checked the driveway, if her duplicate had taken one of the cars, Rachael could report it stolen and then maybe the police could find her duplicate. Unfortunately all of the cars were still where they were supposed to be. "The other me couldn't have gone far on foot... she must be hiding around here somewhere. If I were me, where would I hide?" Rachael thought about this preposterous hypothetical situation. "The mall!" Rachael shouted as she snapped her fingers.
Rachael was no stranger to the mall, it was only about four or five miles from her house, Rachael was never a fan of walking, so it was safe to assume her duplicate wasn't either, but assuming her clone went there it wouldn't have been the first time she made the trek.
Luckily Rachael still had her car. She ran back into the house, grabbed her keys and returned to her car. Once in the driver's seat, however she realized she had a problem. Her new lower perspective did not allow her to see over the steering wheel very well, besides that, her lack of control over her eyes meant that she wouldn't be able to check her mirrors. After cursing under her breath, Rachael realized she was going to have to walk to the mall.
She got out of the car and started her walk.