As you were on your way back home after visiting a dear friend of yours, you encountered a woman that had a harsh bullet wound in her waist. She was bleeding a concerning amount of blood and it looked like it was serious.

You decided to help the injured woman by taking her into your house and disinfecting the wound. She sat on her couch as you knelt in front of her, as you analyzed the wound you were grateful that the wound was thankfully less serious than it looked, but it was still pretty bad.

The news played on the television, you were mainly focused on patching her up until you heard that there was breaking news. You were shocked when the reporter said there was a serial killer in town—especially since the woman you're helping looks exactly like her...

“Okay, now that picture looks insulting, don’t you think?” the woman said, jokingly feigning annoyance.