[ WP ] You 're a career criminal who has just broken into a house . Upon rummaging through the place , you find something you did n't expect ...

Just another ordinary night. This area is great, so much money around here, these people are loaded and way too trusting. They basically deserve to lose it purely because of their arrogance. Thinking they're better than the rest of us. 
 
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 Well if you're so smart, why did you leave a spare key inside the birdcage just outside your back door? Birds are n't very good at being guard dogs. 
 
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 Nothing special about this kitchen. Nothing special about your living room either. You've got an Xbox One but nobody with any taste in games wants to buy one, so its useless to me. 
 
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 Oh look, a small collection of Buddha statues and some incense. You must be very open minded, peaceful and not at all repressed. 
 
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 Up the stairs and I open the door into the bedroom. It's my wife. Asleep in the bed. No. It just looks like her. Holy crap, that's scary. She's alone in the bed, dead to the world. Not actually dead, she's breathing, just in that deep sleep. I get a closer look. 
 
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 The likeness is so strange. Such a close match. They could be sisters. Looking around the room I decide to grab some family photos so my wife can see this. She probably be more freaked out that I am. 
 
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 Being the conscientious professional that I am, I grab a few pieces of jewellery and get out ASAP. 
 
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 When I get home and show my wife the jewellery she is n't hat impressed. Mockingly she says `` I've had better.''. That's why I love her, best sense of humour and calls me on my bullshit. I do the same for her, we never let each other get away with anything. Then I show her the photos. 
 
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 Stunned silence. Her eyes start to water. The similarities can only mean one thing. She has a twin sister. She has to meet her. Now? No. It's the middle of the night. In the morning? We can go in the morning. Good luck getting to sleep though. 
 
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 We put on some coffee and all of the old childhood stories about her parents come up. Early school days, the divorce, moving away, new friends... all the usual stuff. It did feel like something was missing, there was some'extra' tension in the air around her parents. This must be what tore them apart. 
 
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 Not that it matters now. They're gone, it's just us, and maybe one other. 
 
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 No sooner than the sun starts to peak over the horizon, we are at the house. My wife is nervous. Very nervous, she starts to shake a little. Probably adrenaline. It sounds silly, but I think I can actually hear her heart beating. 
 
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 She presses the doorbell. I'm standing right beside her for support. She has goosebumps now, all of the little hairs on her arm standing up. There are footsteps getting closer. 
 
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 The door opens. The moment they look each other in the eyes was the moment where pure rage took over them. Other-worldly screams filled the air, throwing off my sense of balance, actually making light ripple like you'd see on a hot road. 
 
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 Tearing at each other, spinning around each other, hair floating in the air above their heads, their feet barely scraping the ground. There was blood. Blood all over the white footpath, the gutter, the bitumen on the road. 
 
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 My hands over my ears, crouched down for no particular reason, the neighbours started to come outside. 
 
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 My wife and this other woman were literally ripping into each other, tearing at their flesh, chunks of skin and hair all over the place. They both eventually collapse and I call an ambulance. 
 
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 They arrive but everybody knows there is no chance for them. The police arrive, I sure as hell did n't call them. Obviously the neighbours did. 
 
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 The cop is actually pretty cool. Really nice, keeps me calm. I tell him it all happened so fast. Maybe 20 seconds between opening the door and my wife in pieces. I... what just happened? Is this actually real? Now what?
