I wait for night to come. The sun starts to set and I doze off. I'm a very light sleeper so I awake to a blue light. "Fucking hell"
"Who turned on the lights?" I get up, still half asleep, to flip the light switch off. I reach for it but my hand meets something metal. I open my eyes a bit more. I'm faced with a mirror. "What?" It emits a blue light. It turns green. Then red. Then black. Then back blue.
"Freaky", I think to myself. I touch the glass. It's cold. It gets warmer. It gets boiling hot. The pain becomes unbearable. I quickly remove my hand. "I think if you see a strange mirror in the middle of your room you're supposed to tell an adult."
Nah. I'd rather leave strange mirrors alone. Is what I would've said if a hand didn't grab me. It came from the mirror. I was pulled into the mirror. (Anyone with a dirty mind take this the worst way possible. That's all I could think. I'm very immature.) I probably would've called rape as well if I was still in my room....and if there were anybody around.
"Damn. I must've screwed something up for this to happen. I must be dead."
"Well Well Well." Said a strange voice.
"What?"
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FantasyOkay. Somebody might be holding me at gunpoint forcing me to make something. This isn't even a real thing but don't send help. I need to be dead anyways so.....welcome. But don't read this. Don't even read this description. Yes. You. Reading this ri...
