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Monday, September 23, 2013

Bloody Mirror: Scratch Toe

If you just got started here, want to start from the actual beginning instead?

It's the battle of your mind against your itch.

The weird sensation of being watched goes away, and you gingerly bend sideways so that your hand can reach your toe. Very slowly and quietly.

And you scratch your toe. It feels much better now.

Maybe it's time for you to sit up now. It really is uncomfortable to lay on the floor.

Time to shift position.



Slowly, you turn around so you can face up. Dark as usual. Nothing there. Good. You think.


You slowly start sitting up.


Slowly does it. Just like one of those airplane chairs. Your eyesight is a little better now so you can make out that there is a very tall mirror standing in the corner opposite to you. Nothing weird yet. You're still working on sitting up from a 45 degree angle.

More, a little more, you're going to make it. And then you notice your reflection. Grin, because you're almost in correct sitting position. 20 degrees left to go!



And then, you notice some more objects behind you. A clump of them go taller than your head. They look stacked. And your hair, it looks like it got messed up, especially around the ears. The ear-area looks like they are covered by some interesting earphones, kind of lumpy yet smooth.

But those "earphones" look white, actually, they resemble... hands.

Small blip in your heart, a little alarming. Stay calm.

You slowly focus your eyes on the clump of objects you can see behind and above your head, in your reflection. Maybe you don't want to know.

But human curiosity always does you in.
The image is sharpening slowly, and...




























It's a FACE! GRINNING, just like you!! And those are hands around your ears! The eyes are folds in the face. The hands have nails!

Roll around, roll off WHATEVER THAT IS! THRASH around on the floor.


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