Brothers: Death Mouse

Portrait of American twins deformity and disaster and secret-kept with a 'disfigured' demeanor for decisions/distances.

A twins-horror. Happy Thanksgiving-November Sunday, all 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: Let me be your shrink.

MR. AJAY SATAN: Fan of that film about an incredible shrinking woman, brother.
MR. AMLAN SATAN: Look, I'm read on psycho-therapy, and I can help my twin!

MR. AJAY SATAN: I'm not a psycho, and I need not therapy; just a catharsis, Amlan.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Catharsis, brother?

MR. AJAY SATAN: I play video-games, dream of aliens, and ask about Cupid, ok?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You're bordering on the colored-glass of bloody-murder, Ajay!

MR. AJAY SATAN: That's rich (Facebook-like).

The Brothers-Satan couldn't be more differing, and Amlan considered how to bridge the gap(s)-of-darkness he knew and sensed for Realism concerning his identical twin/brother (Ajay) teetering to the dark-side of the mind, especially when he procured what he claimed was a 'perfect' model handgun (silencer) online. Amlan sensed twin/brother Ajay was going to use his little Earthling artifact 'antique' as a customized (actual!) weapon to bloody murder American policewomen (damn).

AMLAN: I invited you to re-create Packers-Eagles Euro-game stuff on my Xbox.

AJAY: Xbox.

AMLAN: Well, I know you've been having night dream-sleep visions of cops.

AJAY: Policewomen, brother (ok).

AMLAN: Facebook-like?
AJAY: Why'd I want to re-create Euro-games of American football on the Xbox?

AMLAN: Catharsis...alternative to hunting for policewomen to trouble, brother.

AJAY: That's rich (Facebook-like)...ok.

DETECTIVE HANNA: I'm so sorry.

AMLAN: He'd never think suicide without confiding in me...such vertigo here, sir.

DETECTIVE HANNA: Well, seems to be you're pensive about his chats pre-tragedy!

AMLAN: He told me varied things like dream-visions of policewomen and UFOs.

DETECTIVE HANNA: Any hint he wanted to mark some cops as corrupt/fragile?

AMLAN: What?
DETECTIVE HANNA: Some policewoman under review as bloody murdered in-town.

AMLAN: In this town...where brother Ajay committed suicide and left a note?

DETECTIVE HANNA: Right by the Super-8 motel he committed his fatal-act, Amlan.

AMLAN: This may be more of a psyche-horror field goal than I figured, sir (damn).

DETECTIVE HANNA: Well, brother-Ajay confided in you...family's onside.

AMLAN: Sure (thanx).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)