Reflectionless

Prologue

The leaves blew peacefully with the wind, having no choice but to give in with their incredibly light weight to the strong breeze, blowing them further away from their branches. As the clouds spread, covering up the rays of bright sunshine, Cassia runs down the wet sidewalk, her black flats squeaking slightly at each step, as a puddle of water splashes on the white socks of her small toddler feet. Her hair flowing with the breeze, along with her soaked pink dress, variant splats of mud covering the edges.

She slows to a halt as she stands before a large house, the door wide open.

In her curiosity, Cassia dashes inside, looking around at the dim lit hallway. She slowly passed through, glancing at paintings of people with horrid red eyes.

As a flash of lightning struck, followed by a crackling of booming thunder, Cassia realizes that these are not paintings; they are windows.

In a sudden panic, Cassia starts to run down the hall, fear beginning to cloak her. The windows stop, but blood oozes from the walls, and claw marks appear. In a loud cry, Cassia is zooming through the hall and screaming for her mother.

Traces of broken glass lay on the floor as she runs, and by the time she reaches the end of the hall, piles of glass are scattered in piles. Before her, stood but a simple mirror.

It was such a normal mirror, showing her reflection; but she was terrified. She shoved the mirror to the ground, watching the glass shatter to a million pieces. Cassia stared one of the shards, her reflection staring at her. She watched as her reflection walked away... But she stood in place.

That was the last time Cassia saw her own reflection.