Rouge

 Once upon a time, in a little village. There lived a young lady, who ran a bed & breakfast.

One late evening, a young man stepped into the bed and breakfast. He smiled at the lady. But she just had a blank expression.

He cleared his throat and told her the place looked great. She raised an eyebrow and led the man to his room.

As she handed him the keys, she said, ‘‘Do not stare into the mirror tonight. Just do your best to wait to see your reflection in the morning.’’ He nodded his head slowly, and replied, ‘‘All right.’’

But would he listen to the warning. Later that night, he whistled and hummed while brushing his teeth. He heard someone chuckle.

It sounded like it was coming from the mirror. He ignored it and soon walked to his bed.

Then he heard it again. This time it was much louder.

He could not stand it any more. The chuckle kept growing louder & louder, with every passing moment. He turned his head slightly to stare into the mirror.

As soon as he did, it grinned! The thing emerged from the mirror. It looked so much like him.

His indigo eyes started moving back and forth from fright. Whatever was coming toward him at lightning speed was not human!

The man screamed. His reflection twisted his neck. His body fell on the floor.

His eyes were still open wide. It stared at the sight of fear in the dead man’s eyes.

Early in the morning, he got ready to leave the bed and breakfast. The lady wondered why her guest was wearing sunglasses indoors. The man smiled and told her he thought the glasses made him look cool.

The minute he stepped foot outside, he removed the glasses. His eyes glowed bright and red.