After moving into our new house, we asked the neighbor to fix our broken gate. He smirked, “I’ll fix it for free, but I have one condition: tonight, one of you sisters has to sleep with me.” He thought we were just two helpless women. He had no idea we both had 8 years of elite military combat experience. At exactly 9:00 PM, my younger sister walked over and knocked on his door. He eagerly opened it with a wicked grin, completely unaware of the brutal nightmare about to unfold inside…

I let out a soft laugh, clinking my ceramic mug against hers in the quiet dark.

“Only if they have a death wish, little sister,” I whispered. “Only if they have a death wish.”

We sat together in the sanctuary of our own making, untroubled by shadows, watching the night settle over a world that was safe once more.

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