This week Nekneeraj at Mindlovemisery Menagerie provides an image from Kayla Erin to work with. It’s quite haunting.
She was afraid she was possessed, but no-one believed her.
She would see her image in the mirror and it would change to reveal something hideous and growingly familiar. Like the portrait of Dorian Gray, evil was projected onto her reflection, yet she had done no wrong.
She covered the mirrors and glass in her home, afraid to see what she had become.
She tried to seek sanctuary in holy grounds, but to no avail.
Voices from the crypts tormented her, speaking in a strange language acknowledging the demon overtaking her body.
She had nowhere to turn, and in desperation decided to let fate deal the cards.
She stripped and submerged herself in the milky depths of the pool.
Her hands developed a will of their own, rising to her throat, weaving her fingers in a dance of macabre delight.
She felt her head thrust back under the water, spluttered for breath, all the while the pressure on her throat increasing until she knew nothing but darkness.
When she awakened, she was surrounded by people in white coats.
Everyone was smiling and seemed relieved to have her back in the land of the living.
She tentatively touched her neck. It felt tender and as she skimmed the surface, felt the indentations of her own fingers and remembered the nightmare.
She noticed there were no mirrors or windows in the room, but as the monitor was wheeled away, she caught her reflection in the screen.
It was not hers and she screamed.