House Of Mirrors Haunting Adeline นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That was until she realized that separating from Haneul was probably the stupidest idea she could ever have at that moment. She blinked at the sinister space in front of her. The room was darker than the corridors outside of it. Beyond the wooden floors, a wall of mirrors glared at her, showcasing the empty, eerie expanse of the room. A shadowy form flitted from one side of the room to another, creating fast streaks of black in the mirrors in front of Tina.

I sighed and faced the large mirror there. I shook my head disappointedly when I saw my reflection. I looked like a mess. Even if the hair is tied, many fibers are not in the right place. My face looked pale, as well as my lips. I stopped and went back to the door with a knock. When I opened, two maids carrying belongings were there and that old man Weston had talked to earlier. "Good evening, Miss Elizabeth. Lady Adeline wants to make sure you are well accommodated. Do you need anything else?"

Could it be that my mom has already awoken in reality before me? I can finally go home. I feel myself smile while rushing towards it. But the mirror is broken. The horror of my realization dawns on me as the little pieces of glass stay scattered on the floor. No... I pick up the pieces in hopes that I can still exit this horror. No... But to no avail, I still cannot see myself in it. No... And I can no longer see myself sleeping on the bed with it. The mirror is gone like powder and ashes. How can I go home now?

CHAPTER 3 Eva looked at me confused while I paced around "Adeline, open the door this minute and pay me my money" Mr. Wendy says still banging the door really hard. "What do we do?" Eva asked me and I shook my head, I had no idea what to do right now. "Okay, I have an idea." she whispered, I looked at her expecting her to talk but instead she kept on shoving me to bend "Can't you just talk?"I whispered-yelled and she rolled her eyes. "Get under the bed," She said and I sighed, the man was banging much harder on the door. I squeezed myself under the bed and prayed that whatever Eva wanted to say would actually work. I heard the door open "Where is Adeline, I want to see her this minute" Mr.W

On his nth step, he finally saw the door he was hoping to see sooner appear and he couldn't help but rejoice inwardly, thinking that all he has to do left then was to say a few words then go back to his heavenly sanctuary and gain its soft comfort. "See that door at the very end? That's the door to your roo—ugh," Adler stopped talking and groaned as his eyes shook, his vision beginning to get insanely blurry, and his body felt heavy. Not knowing what to do, he relied on his instincts and released the suitcases then leaned against the wall for support. "Oh gosh," the woman gasped and trudged closely to him. "Are you okay? Do you want me to get you something? How do you feel?" the woman asked

The lights on the opposite end began to flicker, and one by one went out. The mirrors on the walls began to rattle. Softly at first, but harsher with each second that passed. I didn’t spare Adley a glance as I sprinted in the opposite direction, pulling her alongside me. Her abrupt yelp made my heart jump out of my chest, and almost made my pace falter. She whipped her head away from the mirrors, which she’d been staring into as we ran. As the ground swayed and walls quaked, some of the mirrors began to fall. The sound of shattering glass chased us just as loudly as the heavy stomps not far behind.

“That’s… the same mirror from my room.” Adrian frowned. “Impossible. It’s been here since my mother’s death. My father sealed this place afterward.” Mira stepped closer, goosebumps prickling her skin. “Then how do I see my reflection move in this one too?” Adrian looked at her sharply. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” she whispered, “that the real Seraphina is inside that mirror.” Lightning cracked. For a heartbeat, her reflection smiled back at her independently. Adrian staggered back, hand instinctively on his sword. “What—”

Aurora shouted, alarmed by the sudden shift in my demeanor. But I didn’t listen. With a cry of anguish, I hurled the vase at the ornate mirror across the room. The sound of shattering glass echoed through the space, jagged shards raining down onto the floor. Aurora jumped at the outburst, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at me shocked. [ It was the first time Aurora had seen Adeline like this—so consumed by her pain, so utterly lost. ] “Adeline, please,” she said, her voice trembling.

The real nightmare would begin when the greater haunts came. I could not waste a second, so I floored it downtown. The streets were a horror show of limbs and shattered skulls. Bloated haunts, stuffed from their feasts, snored as they floated in the air. When my car suddenly died, I stepped out and, with a wave of my hand, summoned the nearest haunt, slapping a cool million in gold coins into its palm. "Get me downtown, pronto." The haunt, grinning ear to ear, nearly lost its head, literally. It slapped its head back on and, turning into a dark mist, whisked me away to the city's heart.

I pulled the cord and began to climb the ladder. Once I made it to the attic, I began shining the light through the room, but I still didn't see anything. Walking through, I felt something touch the bottom of my foot; it was glass. Why was there glass? I looked up to see a mirror that used to be in my room; I remember it like it was yesterday. Mom and Dad took it out when I was little because I woke up from nightmares; I was six, talking about gruesome things that a six-year-old girl shouldn't know about. I shoved that memory aside and looked back at the mirror then started to leave, but I saw something, a glimpse of something "Hello?" I breathed; my chest was beginning to hurt. I heard the