They say that my eyes are haunting, that if you look too long that they will pull you into their icy blue depths but I don't see that when I look in the mirror, all I see is me. I step back from the mirror and look at myself, my pristine black pants and tux outlined by white, making me stand out in the mirror. I straighten out my white hair and put my black fedora on, tilting it at an angle to hide my face and eyes.
I look back into the mirror but I see it, crawling down the wall and shambling close to me, it's whispers cutting into me. As it's shadowy form crawling close to me, I can feel it's deathly breath upon my cheek and it opens its mouth to speak to me but before it can a soft knock at the door distracts me and when I look back it has disappeared, to where I will never know. I pull myself out of my thoughts and walk over to the door, the floorboards creaking under my weight. I unlock the door and am met with a hug, my sister Anna has come to comfort me before the funeral, our mother has just passed from old age.
She released me from her hug and rubbed my shoulders slightly, she knows I like minimal contact.
"Are you ready to go?" she asked me kindly.
" I will be in a minute, ok?"
She gave me a brief nod and closed the door as she left the room. I took one last look in the mirror and tightened up my tie. I opened the door and told Anna I was ready to go, we walked to the car and pulled out of the driveway to start going to the funeral at the South Hearten Fields Cemetery, but as I was driving the car a flash of black flickered in front of my vision, distracting me as I looked around a shadowy man stepped in front of the car and I swerved to avoid hitting him. As I looked back to see if I hit him Anna screamed and I was met with the glowing headlights of an incoming truck, hitting it. I felt the car flip over and the windshield break, then the car settled and the darkness took over my vision, consuming me.
As I wake up I study the world around me but it's not the world that I am accustomed to, it's like looking through a mirror but seeing the darkness of the world around you. I have gotten used to this world for its always the same but always different. I walk around the road to get my bearings but then decide to continue up to a house but then I walked into a wall, I had just been enclosed in a room with only the white door I seemed to enter in. I try to get out of the room but the door is locked, but now it's crisp black like it was freshly burnt I turn around again and I see a house with a familiar door, the scent of apple pie catches my nose. I walk up to the door and open it freely, starting to walk up the stairs I am met with a door to a room that catches my eye. I walk up to it and slowly turn the doorknob and creak it open, I see a familiar shaped figure, it's my mother. She was baking in the kitchen, like she always did
before she got sick; I lean against the door and watch her bake. A faint smile comes across my face for the first time in a long time. I missed her dearly. I missed the good times I spent with her. The times I spent with mom were some of the best times.
As I run towards her to hug her she fades to dust and then a evil laugh breaks the cold and lonely silence I turn around and see him. He looks like a spitting image of me but he has black abysmal eyes and bright, sinister rd eyes that seemed to burn into me. I look him in the eyes and charge at him, ready to beat him to a pulp. That's when I wake up to a bright room, I see blurry figures, I blink and see a couple of doctors, I look around and then at them.
"Where's Anna?" I say suddenly. they look at each other.
"She's fine, but you're the one we're worried about"
The sentence echoes in my mind.
YOU ARE READING
Shadows Of My Soul
Aventurea story me and my friend began working on almost 2 years ago, just now able to put it up. I miss him, he used to be my best friend until I learned what he did to his girlfriend.
