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A terrifying rumor taunting the city of Lakewood Pierce has everyone afraid to look in the mirror. To stare at themselves and say a simple "hello". Adolescent children prettified to the bone out of fear that something will get them not...
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"I heard it was an overdose," one conveys.
"My parents told me it was a murder," another states.
"They found scratch marks on the mirror, blood everywhere!"
"Does it really matter what happened? The girl's dead, and she' probably loving it. No one ever paid attention to her anyway."
"That's horrible!" One shrieks.
"Yes, but it's true."
The town of Lakewood Pierce has been struck with another death, the eleventh death in the past two months. They continue to happen, left and right, and no one knows why. The bodies of those who died are nowhere to be found, the only thing left of them would be their handprints left in blood on the wall.
There are rumors, conspiracy theories, tall tales, all coming from the eleven deaths of teens who were considered insignificant, not important. Some people believe this drove the teens mad, these thoughts left them to fend for themselves, and eventually, they got tired of doing it, day, after day, after day.
Police crowd the streets, security cameras picking up twenty-four-seven coverage of every street corner and alleyway. They believe it's a killer lurking in the dark, but what they don't know, is that all the deaths that have happened in the last two months have happened for a reason.
A reason that people do not want to believe, one so dark and twisted it is forbidden for it to even be spoken of in Amy's household. Her brother continually asks: "what's happening?" But the parents only shut him up, using tactics such as giving him candy or ice cream and saying not to ever speak of it again.
There is one reason, though, that has every living soul in Lakewood Pierce petrified to the bone, horrified that their children might try it and make fun of it, turning it into a new found game. This reason is followed by a rumor that is equally terrifying.
This rumor, it states that it only takes two words for you to be destroyed, to be taken down. It states that just by staring into the mirror for five minutes and saying two words, you could be dead with no trace of your body left behind, besides a single handprint etched on the wall using your very own blood. Using the very blood flowing from your veins that were cut by the glass shattering, then being put back together as if nothing ever happened.
You were there one minute, and the next...you're gone.
