ROOM OF THE DEAD BRIDES
Out of curiosity, I turned to the small mirror near the door.
At first, I saw myself with wet hair, wide scared eyes, and a pale face.
The light blinked so fast again.
And for a second, someone stood behind me in the mirror, not in the room.
Only in the mirror, and watching me.
Dark suit, blood rolling down his face, grey eyes.
“Adrian Vale.”
I screamed and spun around, but no one was there, an empty room.
I looked back at the mirror, and he was still there. I was so terrified.
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