*Back to the present*
That day after Allison put out the flames on Iggy's hands, she wrapped bandages around her hands all the way to Iggy's knuckles, and even though at that time Iggy was 13, and she was sixteen now, she still had them as reminders for little Freddy.
"Iggy time to take a bath now! Dad is out of the house now!"
Allison opened Iggy's door and led her sister to her already ready bath.
Before Iggy opened the door to the bathroom, she stared at herself in the hallway, seeing a skinny girl around 16, 17, looking half dead with her shadowy eyes and over large T-shirt covering her shorts.
" So all you have to do it turn the water if it's too hot or cold and-"
"It's okay Allison," Iggy placed a hand on her skittery sister's shoulder and tried to smile, instead came out like a grimace. "I know how to work a bath, and I can do it myself."
Alli looked hesitant about leaving Iggy on her own in the room, but she left anyways.
Iggy sighed as she stripped off her dirty clothes and sunk into the bath, staring up to the ceiling, not knowing what was coming in for her.
Iggy suddenly felt as though the water turned sticky, and a metallic smell came to her senses. Without looking down, she lifted a finger to her face, and no doubt, it was stained red. With her breath in her throat, she looked down to see she wasn't bathing in water anymore, but in blood.
"no..nO..NO..NO!!!!!"
Iggy jumped out of the bath and gripped the counter, staring into the sink below and shutting her eyes. When she finally opened them she slowly looked around... to see that the bath was still filled with water not blood, and that she wasn't covered in macabre liquids.
Steadily, she looked up at the mirror in front of her out of instinct, and froze in terror. Instead of see her toweled covered reflection, she saw the faceless white man, with his finger to his lips signaling Iggy to stay quiet.
Suddenly, the reflection changed again, to a girl that exactly looked like Iggy, except more terrifying. The other Iggy stared back like any reflection would do. This Iggy had one Greyish red eye, and the other was hidden behind a wrap of ace bandages, her hair was more black-brown then brown in a low ponytail and the corners of her mouth had small holes in them, only to be held back by a Stitched X on each side. She still had shadows under her eyes like Iggy did, but also what looked like a cut off noose around her neck, seeming to be choking the other Iggy forever.
Out of nowhere, this other Iggy grinned like a maniac and tilted her head, no longer reflecting the real Iggy. The girl in the mirror shot her arms out of the glass, wrapped her hands around the surprised Iggy neck, and started strangling her.
With her windpipe being crushed, Iggy tried to scream and tear away at the hands choking her, only that she seemed to be mute and those hands were like iron pliers. The Iggy infront of her was plastered with an insane smile, laughing to the lullaby of choking cries, ignoring the pleads of mercy and gripping harder. Finally, Iggy started to fade away to darkness.
'So this is how it ends then, Huh....'
But instead of going to a better place, Iggy woke up on the bathroom floor, with Allison crying softly at her side.
"Iggy what the hell were you doing?! I came in and I saw you choking yourself, you could have died!"
Iggy sat up and rubbed her head, groaning in pain from the bump on her head. She noticed that the mirror she was looking at was all shattered and the water from the tub was all over the place.
