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The Three Faces of Scully

Scully woke from a deep sleep, feeling quite groggy. She felt like she had been asleep for days. She wondered if it was a side effect of the hypnotherapy session she had had earlier that day. It wasn't as if she believed in the therapy, but it was the anniversary of Melissa's death and she had been feeling sad and guilty. As a memorium to her sister, Scully had gone in for a session and now this headache. She first noticed the figure by the window as she reached for her cell phone on the bedside table. For some reason the woman looked familiar.

As the light from the table lamp flooded the room, Scully's eyes adjusted and she saw the second woman. Fumbling for her service revolver she was stunned into silence, even in her momentary panic. Fixing her weapon on first one woman and then the other, she finally admitted to herself that she was looking at two identical images of herself. Certainly, their outer garments were different than hers but otherwise they could all be triplets. "This is not happening," Scully stated aloud.

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