Eliza Bethany Annette Parker sighed. She and her friends Lily, Amy, and Penny were at a sleepover, playing Truth or Dare.
"Truth."
"You've done three truths in a row already, 'Liza. You have to pick dare."
Eliza sighed. "Dare, then."
Amy's eyes wandered around the room until they settled on the TV. "You have to steam up a mirror and write 42-42-564 on it and say the rhyme to call Lord Death!" her frizzy brown mess of hair bounced as she said it. But then again, she was the hyper, loud one…
"Come on!"
"That's dumb!"
"It's just a stupid thing from an anime!"
Amy stuck her snub nose in the air, pointedly ignoring her friend's protests. "And use the one in the walk-in closet," she added impishly as Eliza stood up.
As soon as she was though the doorway of the closet, the door slammed shut behind her and the lock clicked.
"Locking me in? Real mature, guys." Her only response was a quiet giggle.
Sighing, she made her way to the nearest mirror in Penny's ridiculously large closet. She sighed again, and dutifully started the ritual.
"42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door." She yawned.
"Hello, hiya! Who are you?"
She froze. Very carefully she glanced at the mirror.
"Aaaahhh!"