*SO I WROTE THIS A LONG LONG TIME AGO BUT I DECIDED TO POST IT CAUSE WHY NOT*
Sophia has woken up at night due to a nightmare, she's still in the basement where she's being help captive. No one knows where she is , but she now has a strange feeling , and there is a mirror propped against one of the walls of the dimly lit room...
Soph:
Blake ... something doesn't
feel right...
Blake:
I know , but as soon as I
figure out where you are ,
we will get you out of there.
Soph:
No but something really
doesn't feel right , I have a
bad feeling ...
Blake :
Just stay strong , we are
all working on finding you
and getting you out of
there.
Soph:
There's a mirror ... at
the other side of the room ,
it wasn't there before ...
Blake:
Don't go near it! They are
probably just trying to mess
with your head!
Ignoring Blake , Sophia approaches the strange mirror.
It's nothing like she's ever seen before. The frame is made of wood , and is very intricate , with many different carvings. They are all faces. There was one face that catches her eye. It was a girl who looked very similar to herself , even though she's been down here for so long she hardly recognises herself. But she knew she would never forget that carving because of the eyes. Those eyes told a million stories. They were haunting. You could see the pain and horror in them.
She turned away and takes a deep breath.
Soph:
There are carvings on the
border of the mirror Blake ,
and one of them ... looks
like me..
Blake:
I told you not to go
near it , get away from it
now!
Sophia again ignores Blake and moves in front of the mirror , to see her own reflection. A shiver runs up her spine. She feels like someone is watching her. But she also feels and odd Sense of calm. Like as long as she stays near the mirror it will be okay. It's like she's ... drawn to it.
Soph:
Jesus , I must have been
here longer than I thought ,
I barley recognise myself!
Blake:
Soph I told you to get away
from that mirror , it can
only be bad news!
For some reason Sophia feels annoyed with Blake , even though she knew she shouldn't , why should she listen to him though? She was the one trapped here!
The mirror was seeming more appealing than ever and she subconsciously dropped her phone and the screen shatters.
She places her hands carefully on either side of the mirror and looks at her reflection. There is something different about the reflection. It's smiling... but she's .. she's not smiling. Slowly the smile broadens. Showing teeth. But .. not the crooked , slightly yellow teeth Sophia knows she has ; but pure white daggers of teeth , so sharp they seemed as though they could slice through metal. Suddenly a loud "ping" noise draws Sophia's attention away from the mirror.
Blake:
We have had a
breakthrough, we know
where you are!!
She tries to reach out to her phone , but she can't seem to let go of the mirror , panic rises in her , she then , as if looking at the mirror for the first time , sees the terrifying reflection, with that menacing smile. Tears come to her eyes as she feels a terror so deep that she can't even comprehend it. Suddenly a hand bursts through the mirror. White and wrinkled and with the skin scarred and frail. It grabs her by the material of her torn shirt. She tries to scream but no sound comes out , it's like she's chocking. She can't breathe. And then she is dragged through the mirror and she hears a sound so piercing that she blacks out. The last thing she see's is the twisted reflection of herself. And that grin. That smile. The smile she knew would haunt her forever.
Blake:
Soph?
Blake:
Sophia please answer
me!
Blake:
Sophia???!!!
Soph:
Hi Blake
Blake:
Soph , what happened ?
I'm on my way!
Soph:
You're on your way?
Blake:
Yes , to get you , what
have they done to you
soph?
Soph:
They haven't done
anything to me...
you know I really think
I'm going to like it here ,
I'll see you soon ... Blake.
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