The Mirror (Completed)

"NO!"

I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall.

My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know.

And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream.

Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black.

I'm trapped here, forever.

And he couldn't be more happy.