FEEL your POCKET to see if you can find the RATHER LARGE HAMMER that you never leave the house with.

Ahh yes, that insanley large hammer you lug around in your inventory. Hey, Mario can carry around one of these, why not you?
Chit-chat with he clone to see if he knows anything.
You chit chat with that clone.
DIALOG-LOG COMMENCE:
You: Hi.
Clone:Hey.
You:Do you know anything about these aliens?
Clone:I'm just as confused as you are. I appear to be a clone of you.
You: Wait, how do you know that you are a clone?
Clone:It isn't too hard to figure out. These aliens make clones by taking organic matter and and shaping it to your body parts, dna, all that good stuff. All the organc matter around here dream of having a good physical form, and I was one of the lucky ones. Some organic matter gets old and just get shoved out of the air lock. But other that that, I don't know much.
You: That sounds like a strange way to make a clone.
Clone: Do you know of any other?
You:...I guess not. Well, I've been in this situation before (kinda) and I will find a way to get out.