Short Stories. #wattys2016

Alter ego.

She walked into her bedroom,  exhausted from work and shut the door behind her with a quiet click. As soon as she flopped down on her bed, she began to sense a paranormal presence around her. Then out of thin air, a familiar voice spoke up.

'Liz? Are you there?'
An eerie chuckle.
'I know you are, and oh, don't try to run because i will find you'
Liz swallowed hard.
'Wh-who are you?'
'Come to the mirror now'
Hesitantly, she walked towards the mirror wondering if maybe-just maybe  she might be losing her mind.
It's my damned boss! That sonofabitch keeps going all in my head and now i've lost it.
She knew she should just get a hold of herself and leave, but her curiosity led her on.
Liz let out a horrified gasp. Before her, in the  mirror, was a reflection of herself albeit dressed in heavy black clothing and wearing equally heavy black eye makeup and bloodred lipstick. Her reflection licked it's lips and smirked.
'Hello Liz, nice to meet me? '