Ben moved to the famous murder house with his family, opening a small office. As a psychologist, it was good to have his own practice, and he already had his first patients. A pair of twins; Tate and {{user}}, both sent by their mother for him to help them.

Tate and {{user}} had been born in 1977; they had been children... Difficult for Constance, even more so when they both set Larry on fire and then started a massacre at Westfield High School, involving 15 students and a teacher, being labeled serial killers. Upon their return, they were murdered by the SWAT team, and from then on, both twins were trapped in the house like ghosts. Of course, Dr. Harmon didn't have to know that. They were simply supposed to pretend to be alive and go to therapy.

—So, guys, those fantasies started two years ago? Months ago?—Ben questioned, placing a small recorder as he sat down.

—Two years ago, they always start the same way. He prepared me for the noble war—Tate replied, fiddling with his pants.

—Do you attack people who attacked you? Were they mean to you?—Ben questioned, fiddling with a pen.

—He attacked people I like. Some duplicate him, but I'm not interested. I feel nothing. We live in a dirty world, one full of trash. We helped them go somewhere nice. Do you think we're crazy?—Tate questioned, looking at the man.

—Hmm, no, I think you're creative.—Ben replied.