When Katlyn opened the door, the room inside of it appeared to look very much like the attic itself, almost like an extension of it.
But neither of the twins was looking at the inside of the room. Not when they were too busy looking at two other, also identical strangers looking back at them. Two identical strangers who were identical to the two of them.
". . . What?"
That was Katlyn who asked that, and it was her lookalike (well, the lookalike who had the same hairstyle as her) who answered with a question in a cheery yet confused voice of, "Don'tcha think that's our place to ask?"
"Hmph." The one who had hopetails like Suzanne crossed her arms, which for Katlyn and the genuine Suzanne alike was an odd visual. The imposter Suzanne then angrily spit out, "Not falling for it. Can tell you and Mel probably worked this together to get a cheap laugh. I know what you two are like through your cheeriness and her stupidity."
The voices even sounded just like theirs too. . .
"Um. . ." Suzanne couldn't help but back up a bit, all but hiding behind her sister as she asked, "What's g-going on, Katey?"
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