Ellase looked in the mirror as she did every night, seeking to appreciate her soul and value herself. But this time, something was different. Her reflection was watching her with a sinister smile that chilled her blood.
-Who are you? -she asked in terror.
The reflection answered in a harsh voice:
-I am what is really inside you. The darkness you deny. Your fears, insecurities and repressed hatred taking shape.
She recoiled in horror, but the mirror seemed to suck her in with a jerk. She found herself trapped in a world of darkness where her own reflection stalked her, cruelly taunting her.
-Take a good look at yourself. You're weak, pathetic. No one could ever really love you.
Every word was like a dagger in her confidence. She pleaded, but her shadowy counterpart continued to torture her mercilessly.
-You are nothing. You never have been. And soon you will cease to exist forever.
A piercing scream tore through the darkness as her dark reflection finally consumed her.
The next day, she was found dismembered in front of the same cursed mirror, an expression of pure terror frozen on her face.