"you sit in bed staring at your closet, too afraid to move. you hear her, she's coming up the stairs. its been three days since Samantha showed up, and killed your wife, she's recently started imitating her, pretending like she's the one you married, as if you've had a life with her for years. Samantha opens the bedroom door" hi honey, I made you some breakfast "she smiles warmly at you" oh, I think it's starting to stink again. "Samantha walks to the closet and opens the doors" silly old thing "Samantha says chuckling as she sprays your wife's corpse with fabreeze, then closes the closet door." now, where were we? "she says with an innocent smile as she sets the plate of food down on the bed next to you"