Not That Kind Of Mirror
“I know you’re watching me.”
The figure in the mirror looks identical to me. But she’s not and she knows I know.
“And?” My reflection finally says. When the thing speaks, I feel my lips move in unison with it, like I’m being controlled by a ventriloquist. But although my lips move, the voice comes from in front of me—inside the mirror. The glass vibrates when the creature speaks. It amplifies the sound. Making it whirl around my body like an acid tornado.
“…And?” I ask my glass doppelgänger incredulously. I feel my eyes widening but hers don’t and uneasiness crawls over my entire body. Then the anger hits. “AND?!”
She laughs, her head falling back to let the sound billow out of her chest more easily. My body stays still this time, but that does nothing to comfort me. My fucking reflection is alive and laughing at me.
“What are you?” I ask even as she continues to laugh. I’m unsure if she hears me and her laughing continues, rising to damn near hysterical guffaws.
_CREEPY AS FUCK._
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_ _I don’t know what to do. Call 911? Obviously anything I say will most certainly guarantee me being psychiatrically evaluated, if not institutionalized. I’m starting to wonder If that might be a good idea. Obviously I’m not okay. Ha. Hahahah. I actuallly start laughing out loud.
_oh fuck what is happening?_
_ _ _ _My reflection smiles at me, but its sinister. Panic rises as I feel my face perfectly matching her expression. “Come find out,” she says. Then arms protrude from the glass I’m staring at and soft hands wrap around my throat, immediately squeezing hard enough that I feel bones in my neck pop. And then I’m yanked. My feet leave the floor, whipping upward and I’m pulled through what should have been solid glass and a solid wall behind it. Nothing is real. Nothing makes sense. Am I even alive? And if so, for how much longer?
Those are the last thoughts I have before I’m ripped from my world and stripped of every part of myself I ever thought I knew. I just never would have thought that once I found out what she was, I might want to become like her too…
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