Darkness. My skin feels cold, one thousand needles into my skull, down my spine. Intermittent.
The low humming buzz.
I feel astray.
This time I'll go deeper, I have been here before and I didn't dare.
This time I'll go further.
Paralysed. Embraced by rotting chains, I want to run but I can't.
Trapped. The monsters will show their faces, one by one.
My monsters.
Who are you?
I come forward, have nothing to lose.
A shaking hand, evaporating.
Who are you?
I come even closer. Revolting stomach, sweating.
The face is looking back, eyes wide open, fragmented.
Blood rushing down to my feet.
And then I knew.
Just what I thought, a broken mirror.