Reflections

Three

I took a few days to set up. Creating trip wires and making sure that all the mirrors were cracked.
This place was more than just a fair ground.
A fair had come here but apparently it was abandoned.
Some say everyone that worked there dissapeared overnight.
But someone would of had to live to tell that story now wouldn't they?

That night finally came.
She appeared at the entrance, in a short black dress.
Her hair beautifully done.
Her makeup perfect.
My heart raced with excitement.
She made her way to the hall of mirrors and walked inside.
I laughed to myself then realize something.
Her friends had followed her here.
All of them. Even the guys.
Of course.
She must of not felt safe with someone she knew from online.
They must be her back up.
I bite my thumb and think, then smile again, this is even better. I can get the bitch and her pups.

I pulled up my hood and walked in the back entrance, camera set up already in multiple places with multiple angles, but I had another in my mask for a first hand view.

Little did I know that the gates that blocked off the fairgrounds.
The gates that I broke open.
That no longer had a lock.
Closed and would not open again.

She waited a good hour, checking her watch multiple times.
I waited.
I waited for her to start to leave.

I looked in a mirror at myself and smile.
The reflection smiled back at me.
Something seemed a bit off about it.
The mask looked different. And the eyes seemed black, not my normal blue color.
That made it better for me.
I walked off, fake knife in hand, ready to jump her.
I did not know the reflection stayed there.
Staring at me.
Waiting for me to leave so it can attack it's own prey.
Maybe I was like this reflection in a way.
I had no real reason to attack her.
No real reason to lead her to her death.
Neither did it.
I guess, like me, it did it for fun.