The Haunting of Liechtenstein

by ruined pride

Liechtenstein sees them everywhere. In the mirrors, the windows, and in her nightmares. They want to get to the other side, and they won't stop trying till she lets them out. 2P!Other!World [Liecht/Multi] {warning: drabble-ish chapters}

1. knock knock

Liechtenstein saw them for the first time when she was washing out the strawberry jam on her hands.

For some reason, she felt unusually drained that day, and it showed when her grip on a jam jar suddenly slackened and spilt the sticky contents over her petite hands. She had just cleaned her nails when she heard a chuckle. Looking up at the mirror, she spotted a silhouette behind her reflection and whipped around in shock immediately.

There was nobody behind her.

Chewing on her lower lip gently, she turned back to washing out the soap again, convincing herself that it had just been her imagination and exhausted senses playing a trick on her.

That was before she saw a shock of sandy-blond hair, unsettling, empty blue eyes with bright pink flecks, and a disturbingly large grin in place of her reflection.

"G'day, poppet. Mind giving me a hand out of here?"

Liechtenstein shrieked and reflexively smashed the mirror with the comb in her hand.