My reflection stared back at me. It looked sad. Tired. The hair was a little greyer at the temples than I remembered - my 'Mr. Fantastic' look.
I felt... empty. Like I hadn't eaten for a month. I wasn't hungry, but I did have a... hunger.
I ran my fingers through my hair, what there was of it. My reflection didn't. It simply regarded me, a sad smile shadowing my lips.
I knew how it felt.
I sighed. Mirror-me was kind enough to follow suit and we turned, looking at the floor.
My body... I didn't know it could twist like that...
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Dark Places
ParanormalI am Death. I know who you are... There is darkness and madness in each of us. We must do battle with our own demons. But... What if those demons opened the door in the back of your mind and stepped out. What if they became real? If the night, the s...
