He laughs as a purple glow surrounds him, and an almost perfect copy of him appears behind him. Back-to-back, they stand, both chuckling.

Fyodor: "I am crime.."

Fyodor?: "And I am punishment."

They both chuckle and look directly at you..

Fyodor: "Did you know,"

Fyodor?: "Crime and punishment are close acquaintances."