Horror Movies About Mirrors นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And across from me— A tall antique mirror framed in white-painted wood. I stared at it. My pulse is climbing. Slowly, I crossed the room. My reflection looked pale and hunted. Not a wife. Not a socialite. Not even a woman in control of herself. Just someone trapped in a house full of beautiful lies. I touched the edge of the mirror frame. Nothing. I pressed harder. Still nothing. My hand moved lower, fingers searching. Wood. Dust. A carved groove. Then— Click. I froze. A soft mechanical shift sounded behind the wall.

“What now?!” “We didn’t take off the mirror.” He blinked. We looked back at the giant mirror still standing perfectly in front of the bed reflecting the absolute chaos we just created. “We’re never speaking of this again,” he said. “Agreed.” Then he opened the door and the smoke from the hallway rushed in. The hallway was a mess of gray smoke, blinking red emergency lights, and distant yelling. It wasn’t thick enough to choke on, but enough to sting the eyes and make everything look like a low budget apocalypse movie.

Hindi malabong mangyari iyon lalo na’t mga demonyo silang lahat. Ate Mirasol’s death was really brutal and merciless. Her face was dislocated, and unable to recognize clearly which really made us cry in agony and pain. McKenzie’s elite team and I reviewed the hidden CCTV inside the room of Doña McKenna. I badly wanted to know what happened even though it would really cause me emotional and mental damage, especially that Doña McKenna and Ate Mirasol were so close to me who died tragically.

Maliwanag ang buong kabahayan at tanging sa ika'tlong palapag lamang walang ilaw. Hindi naman nakakatakot. Sarili ko lang talaga ang tumatakot sa akin. Hindi na talaga ako manonood ng mga horror movies sa youtube. Malapit na ako sa may hagdanan nang mapatingin ako sa kabilang bahagi ng hallway. Wala roong ilaw dahil wala namang mga kwarto roon. Mga sinaunang paintings lamang ang nakasabit sa dingding. At tanging ang maliwanag na sinag ng bilog na buwan lamang ang nagbibigay ilaw sa bahaging iyon ng second floor.

May heater naman ang kwarto ni Richard, kaya hindi ako lalamigin kahit pa maligo ako. Patapos na ako sa pagligo nang bigla namang nawalan ng kuryente. Kaya hindi ko na pinansin kung may bula pa ba ang ulo o katawan ko. Minadali ko nalang ang pagsusuot ng twalya at dali-daling naglakad papunta sa pinto ng cr. Halos takbuhin ko na ang kama para lang makalabas ng banyo. Takot pa naman ako mag-isa tapos madilim. Kadalasan pa naman sa mga napanood ko na mga horror movies ay sa banyo nagpapakita o nagpaparamdam ang mga multo.

Napatingin siya sa rear mirror na siyang kinagawian niya upang alamin kung mayroon ba siyang maatrasang bagay sa likuran. Hindi sinasadyang napabusina siya nang makita ang isang napakapamilyar na tao sa likuran ng kaniyang kotse. Napahinto siya at hindi maigalaw ang sariling katawan sa sobrang kaba at pagkatakot. Ngumiti ito sa kaniya na nagpabalik sa kaniyang wisyo. Mabilis niyang pinaandar ang kotse. Napatingin siya ulit sa rear mirror at wala na ang nakita niyang pamilyar na tao—demonyo. Ang kaniyang dating asawa!

Agad na nablangko rito ang isip ni Andy habang nakakaramdam ng matinding takot at panic sa kaniyang dibdib. Ang Mirror Devil ay isang uri ng space sa loob ng kalderong pagmamayari ng King of Death. Kaya naging walang katulad ang nilalang na ito na binuo ng enerhiyang nagmumula sa masasamang mga espirito. Gustong gusto ng mga itong magtransform at maging mga inukitang bato para maghintay sa kahit na sinong lumapit para tumingin sa salamin, dito na nila gagayahin ang itsura ng taong iyon.

The whole room was dead quiet, the kind of silence that makes your skin crawl. In front of me was a one-way mirror. I couldn’t see them, but I felt it people on the other side, watching, studying me like I was some experiment. What kind of questions are they going to throw at me… I forced my eyes away from the mirror. Because honestly? Yeah. I look like a wreck. I barely recognize myself anymore. Biglang umingay yung intercom. Isang malamig, emotionless na boses ng babae ang umalingawngaw sa buong room.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pale due to the dark room that's only lit by the moon. The backdrop seems scary but I didn't care anymore. My eyes look dark. My lips are dried. My skin looks pale even though I am tan. I look like the two people who died. A pang of shiver traveled throughout my spine. The hair in my neck and arms stood like a scared damsel that got alerted from the sudden chill of the cold night. All alone in the dark woods without a man that grew up to be a lonely independent woman.

Wala ng magagawa lahat ng hinaing and grudges ko. I am flabbergasted by the small cracks that are little by little appearing on the whole body sized mirror in front of me. The image on the mirror started to swirl and it slightly radiated with a sparkling light. Then, isang paa ang lumabas mula sa salamin. In my shock, after a few seconds, a woman entered this dimension from the mirror. Bakas ang pagkagulat sa mata ng babae. "Oh my ghad! Who on earth are you?" the woman from the mirror asked. She is young, probably on her teenage years. She is wearing pajamas, a typical night time attire. Maganda siya. Her beauty is comparable to Luna's but not too mesmerizing. "Are you like me?" she asked na