I sighed as I entered my boss's office. He wanted to talk to be about 'something' and I knew what that 'something' was. He looked at me ashamed. "I apologize sir..." I broke the silence."Just get to the point and tell me why you did it." He said turning the computer on his desk that had the footage so I can see the screen. I could see the disappointment and frustration on his face.
"I don't have any proof sir but I promise you I never did anything like this." I tried explaining. "I want to believe you, you were one of the best detectives I ever met, but this is pure evidence that I cannot decline." He said in a angry tone.
I sighed. He was right, he couldn't just ignore the proof. "You know.. there was always something up with you. In almost every mission I gave you, you acted a bit.. how should I put this.. un-natural." I listened to him in confusion.
"I'm sorry" was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.
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I woke up unsure of my surroundings. I was dizzy and felt a headache at the back of my head like I was hit unconscious. I looked around trying to find out where I am. As my vision came back I my eyes made contact with the pure white walls then 2 white chairs and a white table infront of me. The presence of only white gave me anxiety.
I found myself sitting on another white chair right infront of a small white tea table. This wasn't a kidnapping, if it was they would at least tie me up. But I was completely free...
Out of nowhere I heard the door open wich made me jump out of my seat and look where I heard the sound from. I saw a women in a white labcoat. Why is everything white! I said to myself. She had glasses on and looked at me calmly. "Where am I! Let me go!" I shouted a her.
"Youre not being held, don't worry I'm only here to have a talk." She chuckled. "Have a seat."she said signalling to the chair behind me. I hesitated but obayed.
She sat on the white chair behind the white table. "Why am I here?" I asked "To answer my questions truthfully." She said with a smile. I nodded.
"Have you ever heard of a girl named Maxine Robinson or more commonly called Max?" She asked me getting comfy in her seat.
"Never heard of her." I said truthfully.
"Have you had any sort of trauma going on?" She asked suspiciously.
"How do I know I can trust you?" I hissed.
"You were specifically trained to detect any lies, correct? Does it look like I'm lying when I say you can trust me?" She asked me with desperate eyes.
I looked at her facial expressions and realised she was telling the truth.
"Well... I remember when I was a kid, I always used to wake up in random situation with bruises I don't remember having and people accusing me for things I didn't do... It's like I have an evil duplicate.." I finally opened up. I didn't really tell anyone my personal problems but this girl was like a personal therapist but for free, so I went for it knowing it would somehow benefit me.( I just needed someone to talk to).
"Hmm... May I see Max?" She asked me.
"I told you, I don't know who she is." I hissed
"But I believe you do. I believe she is you." The women said looking into my eyes. I gave her a confused look.
"That doesn't make sense." I said sternly.
"Have you ever heard of Dissociative Identity Disorder?" She asked me
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The Duo
Mystery / Thriller"I promise it was not me" she tried defending herself. "But you can clearly see that you commited a crime, this is pure evidence you did it. Admit it." said the police officer. "No you don't understand I don't remember doing anything like this."...
