I was just watching my son play with his toys. He's about four years old and was playing with his power rangers and waving it into the closet mirror, beating evil and all that. I smiled at him and turned on the T.V. since I just got home from work. I fell asleep laying on my bed when suddenly It sounded like somebody fell in a pool of water and I quickly turned my head to see my son standing there looking at me
from inside the mirror.
I couldn't register what I was seeing, but he just stood there expressionless. He then turned around and walked through a door that lead to the kitchen. I got up and went through the same door on my side, but he wasn't there, just an empty dark kitchen.
I ran back into the room not knowing what to do, So I tried opening the closet door. I had one door on the handle and the other on the smooth glass surface when suddenly it merged through. Out of surprise I lost my balance and fell through. I landed with a thud but then I quickly got up and scanned my surroundings. I was in the same room, yet it was hard to tell if I was on the other side because everything was the same. When I pressed my hand on the mirror it was solid, yet warm which was unusual for a mirror.
Determined to find my son though I went through the door that led to the kitchen only to be shocked to see where I ended up. It was just hallways, like what it felt like to be at a high school for the first time. The door slammed shut behind me and was a click sound echoed as if it was just locked. The hallways were well lit and there were staircases too, short and at the end just another staircase of equal height the led down. I quickly noticed though that there were no windows.
After going down a single hallway I heard my son crying "Daddy Daddy I'm in here! Help That thing is scaring me!" The pitch of his voice made my adrenaline rush and I called back out to him asking where he was but there was no reply, only his cries. After running I heard the crying came from behind a door that was at the end of a dimly lit hallway. The door was a boy's washroom and as soon as my door was on the handle the crying stopped. I paused for a second, the adrenaline making my heart race and it felt like the noise echoed through the hallways. Taking a gulp I swallowed my courage and went in.
It was just a normal cramped bathroom, well lit with a urinal, sink and a mirror except there was a coat hanging in the middle. It was a light red coat that looked like it was hanging on a hook except it was floating on it's own accord, like some glitch of floating polygons in a video game. I opened the stall to find his power ranger on the floor. the action figure was in the corner and his limbs were bent to look like he was in a fetal position.
I picked up the power ranger, worried that something had gotten to my son. Worried where he was, if he was alive, breathing. I stretched out the limbs of the action figure when suddenly it whispered. "You....burdened...sins". Surprised I dropped the doll and as it crashed it suddenly transformed into a red liquid that splashed all over the clean white floors.
Suddenly the sink came on causing my head to turn around in surprise. The coat was still there but it had changed somehow. It seemed to be a darker shade and it seemed to have grown a little bit. Slowly I went up to the sink, scared to see what kind of nasty surprise was waiting for me in the mirror. Unusually nothing was there, just plain clear running water. I turned off the rushing water and I looked up into the mirror for a bit looking into my own eyes.
I didn't know what was going on, this all felt like a dream. Just less than five minutes ago I watching my son playing innocently and suddenly I'm thrown into some mirror world that made no sense. I sighed resting my head, worried like hell about my son. The power ranger was in a fetal position. Somebody put it like that to ******** with me. But what about the splash effect? The floating coat right behind me? And his crying? Something or someone was warping my reality...
They still had my son though, and I don't intend to find out what whatever the ******** this thing has in mind. I looked up to my reflection with renewed courage, only to see something that made me stop dead cold. The walls behind me had words SCRATCHED into them, like somebody took the time to scrape into the white tiles with their own nails. It wasn't the scratches that scared me though. It was the message. "THE HEART PAINS FOR A SECOND CHANCE" After reading this, something behind me made some kind of movement. On top of the floating coat where one's head would be, two eyes appeared. Just two bright blue eyes staring down at me floating there. The eyes sharpened, as if focusing on me. Then something else materialized. A huge wide smile just floating there as well with sharp predator like teeth.
I ran the ******** out there. I forced that door open and ran out of that hallway. I didn't know where the ******** to go because everything seemed different now. The hallway I came from was just a plain wall, it was like the place changed. Cursing I ran through different hallways, making any turns I could. All I could find though were hallway after hallway and those stupid pointless stairs. Suddenly the lights started dimming and the place started rumbling as if there was an earthquake going on right now and the sensation of being chase washed all over my body like a splash of water. No I was already being chased. This new sensation was worse, because I wasn't being chased, I was being hunted.
I then ran into a dead end. I turned around only to see it was a dead end behind me as well. I was now isolated to a single hallway. I started punching the wall out of the dissipation of hope and fear of whatever was chasing me'll catch up now. Suddenly the wall itself started rumbling causing me to take a few steps back. I heard a growling behind me that made me jerk my entire body all the way. The wall was now a gigantic huge mouth. It's large sharp white teeth were as tall as me and they were crookedly lined up around the mouth. It made a gurgling noise as it showed off it's worm like tongue.
I fell to the ground pissing my pants. The mouth hissed at me and with a low demonic whisper it said "The heart yearns for a second chance, only when burdened with sin...". Then it's long forked tongue lashed out at me and wrapped all over my body. It's foul smelling saliva nauseated me and the pressure on my entire body made me feel like my head was about to cork out like a champagne bottle. It slowly reeled me in like a fish and right before I was forced into the large abyss I saw the wall had formed the same bright blue eyes I saw above the floating coat...
Dark, no light. I couldn't see but I was aware. My whole body twitched awake and that is when I realized I could move. I felt like I just woke up from a nightmare and I was still in my room so I got up slowly, body aching from a restless sleep. Suddenly a bright purple light shined down as if this were a theater and it revealed a mirror. I saw my reflection and saw that most of my clothes had burned away and that my skin had developed dark red rashes. I looked down at my own body and saw the raw red skin was a result of whatever the ******** swallowed me. Slowly I realized that I was still in this nightmare, and whatever swallowed me was just toying with me.
The the light then flashed, blinding me and I was in my room again. Except I was looking into the real world through this nightmare world. I saw myself, my body limp and unmoving. My wife had was crying hysterically, trying to get our 4 year old son out of the room as a couple paramedics carried me away in a stretcher. I then began to realized what happened. A hand pressed upon my shoulder and the mirror changed to reflect who was behind me. It was the same floating red coat, except now it was a dark crimson red and the coat transformed into rags. The eyes and smile was floating above, but for some reason it did not stike fear into my heart as it did before.
"You know you won't return."
Tears streamed down my face as I began to understand why I was here.
"I know"
"you are too heavy of sin, and that weight is what brought you here"
My heart was racing. I couldn't accept it, I didn't want to embrace it.
"now let us go. I have many plans for you..."
The mirror smashed into thousands of pieces and the floor disappeared. I was falling towards eternal damnation, the sensation was just the same as it was in a dream, my heart racing so badly that it started to pain me. Like the trauma of a heart attack that won't end because my soul's heart will always be beating. I screamed in fear and helplessness as I flailed my arms desperate for this to end. Yet no matter where I looked All I could see is the shards of the mirror. Reflecting the bright blues eyes that were the same shade as mine...
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