I was preparing to write something new, and forgot I wrote this little bit. Here's the epilogue...

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Epilogue

I had just come home from another stressful day. Another song-writing deadline passed in the nick of time. As I enter my home, I smell something lovely coming from the kitchen. Four sets of cloned eyes lock onto me as I slam the door.

“Another rough day, Honey?” One of the Aria clones asked as she took my coat.

“Nothing a ‘Night Session’ can’t fix.”

As I say that, two more figures come from the kitchen. “Night Session?” One Adagio clone asked.

“Yes, and this time I’ll be taking three of you.”

All six clones in the room do some sort of different happy dance as I go to prepare the tools for tonight. Rope, knives, brass knuckles, and more sit in the back room specifically for these night snuff sessions. For tonight, I grab a silenced pistol, a garrote wire, and a knife.

I have to thank those Mirror Pool guys later, I thought as I remembered the fun I’ve had with the thirty or so clones I’ve ‘playtested.’ But now, I have Bitches to kill.