Normally you sleep soundly, but the thunderstorm raging outside is stirring you from your sleep. You begin to doze, then another crash jolts you awake. The cycle lasts most of the night. So you lay there, eyes open and outward, looking at your room stretching out before you in oblong shadows. Your eyes move from nameless object to object, until you reach your mirror, sitting adjacent to you across the room.
Suddenly a flash of lightning, and the mirror flickers in the illumination. For a scant second the mirror reveals dozens of faces, silhouettes within its frame, mouths open and eyes blackened. They stare out at you, their eyes fixed upon your face.
Then it is done. Are you sure of what you've seen? Unsettled, you don't sleep for the rest of the evening. The next morning your remove the mirror from the wall and toss it out with the trash. It didn't matter if what you've seen was a vision or a mind trick. You just want to be rid of the mirror, in fact, you scrap every mirror in the house.
Weeks pass and the event of that night falls into passive memory. You are spending the day at a friend's house and nature calls. While in the bathroom the faucet starts to run without you prompting it. Taken aback by this, you do not act, trying to reason with the paranoia in your mind. The water starts to steam and the moisture covers the mirror up above. You're watching intently as the words form:
"Please return the mirrors, we miss watching you sleep at night."
 Treaking Fypo · Fri Jul 30, 2010 @ 03:21am · 0 Comments |
