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Reflections of Fear
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It was 2:47 a.m. when Lena heard the dripping. She thought it was the leaky faucet again, so she stumbled into the bathroom, half-asleep, the air cold and heavy. But when she flicked the light, it didn’t quite turn on—just flickered. And in that stuttering glow, she saw herself in the mirror… smiling. She froze. Her lips weren’t moving, but her reflection’s were—stretching wider, teeth showing, eyes darkening like ink spreading in water. Lena stepped closer, trembling. Her reflection’s head tilted, cracking to the side with a sharp pop. The dripping stopped. Then, in the silence, the reflection leaned forward…
Style
Watchmen
fiction, cultural or historical
Characters
Susan
Ashley
