"You scared me, Thess," Edith chuckled, pressing her left palm on her chest.
On the other side of the door, the lady stood, unmoving, smiling. "Can I come in?" she asked, her tone eerie.
"Yes, you can. Wait, why ask, Thess?" Edith rolled her eyes and focused on her phone. "Have you had caffeine or what?"
She kept scrolling through her phone, not glancing at the lady again.
The lady's neck at the gate bent unnaturally, her jaws opening wide as she entered, the smile overtaking her face.
As Edith turned, the eerie look vanished. "Thess, you're scaring me. What's come over you?"
The lady shook her head, curling her mouth inward.
Meanwhile, Thess was also on the stairs leading to the third floor. "Why didn't I even take the elevator?"
A subtle laugh escaped from her. "Why am I even asking this?"
There, the memory of the distorted reflection of herself she had seen in the elevator's walls crawled into her gut.
