00:00We said her name as a joke, laughing into the fogged bathroom mirror.
00:07Bloody Mary, the lights flickered, the laughter thinned.
00:12Bloody Mary, the mirror darkened, swallowing our reflections like water draining from a sink.
00:19My smile stayed behind, frozen and wrong. Bloody Mary.
00:25The air turned cold enough to sting. A handprint appeared on the glass, wet, red, sliding downward.
00:33The door slammed shut. The light died. Something moved inside the mirror.
00:39A woman's face pressed forward, skin cracked like old porcelain, eyes hollow in weeping blood.
00:46Her mouth opened wider than mine ever could. She whispered my name.
00:52The mirror shattered outward, but she didn't come through. She didn't need to.
00:57Now, every reflective surface shows her standing behind me. Windows, phone screens, the dark curve of a spoon.
01:06She smiles when I don't say her name. She waits for me to look again.
01:11All right.
01:12Well, since I just walk off, comment we see that.
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