My story happened on my first lucid dream. When I appeared in the dream, I realized that I was standing on the top of a tall cliff. For some strange reason, I looked to my left. Standing there, was me. No it wasn't a mirror, it was a DC clone of myself. I was overcome with a shear hatred for this clone. How dare he look Like me! So with every ounce of my strength, I grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him off the cliff. Yet something wasn't right. I suddenly started seeing from his perspective; falling off the cliff. I remember being extremely scared at that point. When I hit the ground, I imminently woke up with a jolt, as if someone grabbed me and shook me. I have only had one lucid dream since the incident. He didn't show up in this one though...