The party outside was exuberant and bounding. 50 people swirling around with alcohol on their breath and lead in their shoes. The scene was much too loud for Jane, she decided as she stared at her reflection in the powder room mirror. It was an utterly stupid idea for her to have come here anyways. The mission had been to find a rich, debutant man who would eventually marry her, but who was she kidding. There were dozens of young women outside, fairer and more outgoing than her. As she thought this, two girls entered the room, arms linked and giggling. The blondes paid no mind to Jane, instead going to a different mirror. For a few minutes they patted on make-up and prattled on about the handsome men at the party. Throughout this time, Jane gripped the edge of the sink, frozen in jealousy. How easy their lives seemed, how pretty they were, how fantastic their extravagant dresses looked. Jane had to rip her eyes away from their reflection in the two mirrors to avoid crying. If she compared herself to them she would surely end up leaving this party, and all her mom's hard work on her outfit and hair would be for nothing. The two girls finally left and Jane looked back into the mirror to compose herself so she could also go back out into the party. She patted down her curly caramel hair and looked directly into the wide chocolate eyes that stared back at her. She uttered three words quietly, at the risk of sounding like a complete lunatic. "You are enough". With this boost of confidence, she straightened up and turned away, prepared to walk out of the bathroom door and get down to business. It was then that Jane realized something was changing outside. The loud laughter and talking was slowly morphing into a different sound. It took a few seconds for Jane to register the change. Screams. Once she realized what she was listening to, that's all her ears could hear. In horror she heard as the laughter died into screaming, footsteps trampling on the floor, glass breaking everywhere. Jane slowly backed up to the far wall of the small, windowless room. What came next was even more chilling than the screaming. Silence slowly replaced the screaming until finally there was not a single sound coming from outside. Jane's heart hammered in her chest, her whole body shaking violently. Her heart almost stopped at what she heard next. A pair of boots walking just outside the door. She strained her ears, listening as the feet opened the mens bathroom door. There was silence again, other than Jane's heart which pounded like a herd of horses trying to escape from her chest. The other bathroom door opened and closed. Jane closed her eyes, sending a silent prayer to the heavens and to her family. There was a rush of air and suddenly she could feel a sinister presence. Jane kept her eyes closed as she continued to shake, huddled in a ball against the wall. The being clucked his tongue and within the same instant Jane was standing, pressed against the wall with a hand around her throat. Jane's eyes flashed open and she found herself staring directly into the eyes of the devil himself.
