Chapter 2: What the hell just happened?
Breathing heavy I carefully stood, my knees shaking beneath me. I wince and hold my right arm seeing the bandages and sigh looking around. I was keeping an eye on that mannequin though. I found a mirror soon looking in it and saw I was wearing a black t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, a black hoody around my waist, and red sneakers. I assumed this was my normal outfit and looked at my face seeing my left eye which was a dark red, my hair was also a nice shade of red as well. Sighing I turned immediately backing into the mirror with panic in my eyes. This damn mannequin, I'm really getting sick of it. I take in a breath calming myself before looking at the mannequin quietly. It seemed to be in a position like it was trying to look over my shoulder and at the mirror, perhaps it was curious too. I shake my head looking to the side before looking forward, it was gone. I looked around the room not seeing it anywhere making me let out a sigh of relief. I moved forward before turning around looking in the mirror stopping myself from backing up. I would've backed away from it, but the thing is the words "don't look back" seemed to be written on the glass with what looked like blood. I raise my eyes so I looked at myself noticing the shape of someone behind me as I slightly saw blood red eyes. I stopped myself from looking directly at them though since I felt like that would classify as looking back. I looked the figure over avoiding it's face though.
This situation was unnerving… I could feel it just, staring at me, waiting for me to look it in the eyes. I couldn't stand it, I just couldn't, it was too nerve wracking for me. I could see a big twisted smile containing sharp teeth forming on the figures face. It was as if, it knew I was going to look at it. Slowly raising my head I suddenly swung my left fist at the figures face in the mirror while turning my head back. I heard the shattering of glass, my eyes going wide. There was nothing behind me…
"B-But how, wh-what?" I was confused, but that was short lived as I soon jumped feeling something grabbing at my wrist. I quickly face towards the mirror finding that the glass was not broken at all, and a black, inky hand was reaching out holding onto my wrist. I now understand why it said to not look back. It was not because there was something behind me. No, that's not why. It was actually because the thing in the mirror was just waiting for me to look away. Crying out I tried yanking my arm away, but the thing wouldn't let go. I watched as the inky, shadowy form started using my body weight to slowly pull itself out. My eyes widening even further because the figure… The figure looked like me.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!" I cry out, pushing against the inky, black body that was slowly emerging from the mirror. I wasn't strong enough, but I really didn't feel like letting this, this, thing out. I scream and shook my head managing to get my foot on the thing's chest, and with all my might I shoved it back into the mirror my breath heavy and heartbeat being fast. Soon enough I kicked the mirror with all the force in my body, and finally to my relief, the glass broke. My heart was racing it was hard to calm it down. I was terrified because, that, thing looked like me, and I don't know why.
My body shook for quite a while not wanting to move. I was stuck in place, just staring at the shattered mirror, glass scattered all over the floor. Slowly shaking my head I managed to stand up looking around the room once more. I no longer wanted to be in here, so I started looking for a way out, but there was no doors in this room. I was confused to how that could be possible, but from what I just experienced I don't think should even try to think about it.
Walking around the room I ran my hand on the wall stopping when I felt something odd. Looking at the wall where my hand was I lightly rubbed the spot shock coming to my eyes. It was cold, too cold to be a normal wall. I decided to knock on the spot stepping back since it sounded like glass.
"No, no not this again!" I cry out stumbling back and fell down. I was hoping there would be no more mirrors, but this one seemed to blend in with the walls so this must not be a mirror just glass. It's a strange place for glass to be, but I just stand and look around the room again. After a few minutes I had already forgotten all about the glass wall looking around the room trying to find some sort of exit. This was really frustrating to me since no matter how hard I looked I couldn't find any sort of exit. Groaning in frustration I sat on the floor to think.