Those Yellow Eyes

CHAPTER II

The crime scene

I woke up with the worst bed hair you could imagine possible, it was awful, nothing I could do could fix it, I threw on a hat and some black jeans and the first shirt I could find and said my goodbyes to my mum and walked out the door, as I start walking I start to feel uneasy, I look behind me and I don't see anything out of the ordinary, so I just brushed it off as paranoia, although I quicken my pace just in case, eventually I reach school and sat down in my seat ready to learn, in science in practice we are learning about crumple zones and different types of crumple zones designs, etc. It can be very boring at times (pouty face) doing assessments suck.

(30 minutes have passed its lunch time)

I sit at my usual spot and put my air-pods in and blast my music, I sit back and relax taking a deep breathe in and out as I close my eyes, a few minutes pass and I fall into a deep sleep, I start to see things, like this wolf like creature eating something I couldn't quite see, I get up to get a closer look, to find that I regret getting up, there was blood everywhere limbs torn apart bones sticking out in places that they shouldn't be, and then the creature turns and looks behind him his eyes immediately found mine, my mind took a second to process what I just seen and then it hit me like a ton of bricks, my body freezes up, I couldn't move, it was just staring at me, not doing anything and then I noticed it, it had yellow eyes, was it those yellow eyes I saw yesterday? I mean it can't just be a coincidence that I saw the yellow eyes at my eating spot and then I see the yellow eyes in my dream.......except in my dream I got to see who was behind those yellow eyes, then it looked away and ran the opposite direction to where it came from.

Me who is still stunned from the dream I just had, not knowing what to think, or do, just got up and went to my next class. I eventually reached home and said my hi's and goodbyes and walked up stairs and went to my room and closed the door. I threw my bag to the side of the bed and flopped onto my bed and sigh from exhaustion, I turn to observe different things in my room although I already know what's in my room, my eyes stop at the mirror, and then I have a flashback of what happened with the mirror and me, remembering the devilish and evil thing that looks like me.

I get up and walk to the mirror and look at my reflection and see my normal reflection, I make a funny face thinking that's weird, where did the evil devilish thing go? I look away for a quick second and as soon as I looked away the thing came back and then I quickly turned back to see its still there, I lift my hand up and wave at the mirror and the devilish evil looking version of me does the same thing, I go to speak to my reflection, but the reflection already spoke before I could do anything.

It said "Hi there, what's your name?" in a low raspy demonic voice, I said, "who are you?" it replied by saying "I am you of course" "lol no you're not", I said in a slight trembly voice, " I am, do you I not look like you? No?" said the evil looking version of me, "how did you get into my mirror?" I asked, "well you should know this by now, you've encountered many presences, take a guess?" flashbacks of the past come running through my head of what I've read over the past year or so, and then one of them sticks out, that's got to be it I say in my head "umm...... portals?" "are mirrors portals?" "that's it" the evil thing said "yes portals, this is one of the many portals I use" "why, do you even come here?" I ask, "that's not for you to know" the thing replies, "why not?" I ask, "because that is my rules" replied the thing, "do you have a name you go by?" I ask " I do, yes, but what name do you want to know? I have many names" replied the thing, "what name do you prefer?" I ask "Satan, the devil, anything evil like that" replied the thing, "by the names I've just heard, you're supposed to be evil right? So why haven't you harmed me?" I ask "well that's just the thing that cannot be asked replied the thing. "okay softie" I say " I wouldn't say that if I were you sweets, my patience is quite thin today" said the thing who "supposedly" goes by Satan. "alright I say, and don't call me sweets" replied I.