It came from the mirror
Hungry, and ready to kill
Most who see it fill up with terror
Before they can act blood will spill
While the creature takes the victims to its lair
In the mirror it consumes the blood soaked meat
From a body now torn down to a skeleton so bare
Fear not, for the victim this is a painless treat
For those lucky enough to survive
Their fate is much worse
Though they made it out alive
From now on they carry a curse
The curse acts fast in just a few days
Changing parts of the body feature by feature
And without any cure, or possible delays
They become just like this creature
