Peter
Night's had passed since I had last seen anything in the mirror. I was still alive. My mouth covered in blood, I had begun to feed on rats to get the protein I really needed. The room was already stinking, no human could be able to survive such a smell but I was able to since I had gotten used to it. I had even begun to make a large scratch on the wooden floor using the zip from my now torn trouser. As a I was scrapping down on the filthy floor, I noticed a light from the corner of my left eye. I looked up and saw light coming through the mirror, I threw everything to the ground then ran towards the mirror to see what was happening. I was shocked when I saw a human hand passing in front of the glass.
It looked like that of.. a face appeared finally. It was Jess.
"Hello baby! I see you're still alive. " She said.
I thought I was probably hallucinating, but no it seemed to real to be an image. It was her.
"Are you the one that locked me in here?" I asked.
Jess nodded slowly.
