The moment her gaze met her reflection, her eyes widened, her lips parting as a single word slipped out, trembling. "F*ck."
Aliana froze where she stood as she stared at the clear reflection of the same man she had seen moments ago across the courtyard. He stood not too far away, right behind her, a wicked grin stretched across his face.
She didn't move her wide eyes away from him or make a sound as her trembling hands slowly reached out to turn off the tap.
The moment she did, the ghost's mouth stretched wide open as a disturbing screech tore through the air, and it lunged at her.
By reflex, Aliana moved just in time, stumbling away from the sink. She watched in horror as the force of the collision made the mirror burst into countless shards, flying everywhere. She raised her hands to shield her face, only for some of the shards to cut into her arms.
But she knew this was far from over.
Quickly lowering her hands, she noticed that the ghost was looking... pissed.
