TheCookieUltimatum

Do I dare open the door? My breath came quickly, pressing my tired lungs against my ribs. I saw my trembling fingers reach for the handle before i realized what I was doing. My eyes darted to the black velvet curtains keeping me hidden, to the cold gray walls hiding my existence. Do I dare open the door? The handle was in my grasp, the door looming before me... and then a voice crawled out of the darkness filled my ears, my soul I saw my fingers fall as i turned through my hair i saw her staring back at me as the mirror shattered and the door swung open I fell among the broken glass and turned to look up at you