Inkblots by Susi Holliday
“Tell me what you see.”
“Circles. Dark. Cylinders maybe. Like the barrels of a gun…”
“A gun?”
“Yes, a shotgun. That’s exactly it. Smoke swirling out of the ends. It’s beautiful…” She pauses. “What do you think this means?”
“Probably not what you think.”
“No?”
“Everyone thinks psychology is obvious, you know… red blotch: blood. Anything dark: bad. Blah blah. That’s not what Rorschach had in mind. It’s much more complex than that…”
“So this fugue. This breakdown. It’s got nothing to do with me shooting my husband last night?”
“Ah. Did you? Well I guess this changes things…”
Flashbang 
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