Dark flashes and screams shook the night. The shouts were like a thousand bloody swords piercing the night, stabbing, ripping. A storm raged through the sky, and one woman's scream was louder than all the rest. She was begging for mercy, pleading against some unknown terror. The night shook with the fearful screams of many, a thousand people's pain and suffering rolled into one terrible, awful dream.
"The other side is always watching."
"Step through the mirror."
There was a jumble of voices, but one was deeper and more menacing than all the rest combined.
"We're waiting for you, just beyond the glass."
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Into the looking Glass
FantasiMirrors. People say that they are no more than a way to judge yourself, to see your flaws and make you depressed. Yet what if our mirrors were more than just simple looking glasses made to destroy us? What if our reflections were more than just dis...
