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He was standing there all alone.
In a dark room.
But he was able to see.
There was a mirror.
A cracked one..
And he was standing in front of his distorted reflection.
The reflection smiled.
Only the reflection..
The smile was far from innocent.
He could smell fire...something was burning somewhere..
The reflection raised its arm and plucked out a piece of shattered mirror from the frame.
Then threw the triangular piece with a swift motion to its left.
Yoongi turned his head in that direction.
The piece of mirror his reflection threw was stuck in a canvas.
Thick crimson blood was oozing out of the slash the sharp thing made on the canvas.
He tried to say something but he couldn't hear his own voice. He only felt his lips moving.

He looked at the mirror once again.
His reflection was standing still..holding more pieces of glass with sharp edges in its hands.
Then it suddenly plunged those pieces into its chest and Yoongi doubled over in pain.

Everything was dark again..

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A/N: how tf are there 26 reads and 41 votes??

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