Ugh my head is killing me.
Professor Clark was currently in his bedroom and checked his phone for the time. Right as the phone lit up he squinted his eyes a bit and saw it hitting midnight. He had just woken up from a nightmare and then hit with the nauseating feeling of a headache. He went to the bathroom while still in his pajamas and was going to take a piss before going back to bed.
Why is my head splitting right now?
He turns on the bathroom light and looks in the mirror before he goes to the toilet.
While he does his head starts to ache more. He quickly goes to wash his heads and dries them. He turns back to the mirror and looks at his face and noticed the paleness of his skin
Am I deathly ill? Why do I look like a corpse?
He rubs his face as if he was making sure that he was looking at himself in the mirror. Before long he noticed a weird bump on his nose bridge
A pimple? Ugh gross
He goes to pop it so he pushes down on it. But rather than squishy when he touched it it was hard as bone.
What?
He pushes more but this time he felt an odd slimy sensation coming from his nose. He held down more and looked at the mirror more closely to see liquid slowly come from his nostrils.
Thick red blood dripped down his face falling toward the sink. This startles him but he calms down and grabs a piece of tissue and wet it and then stuff it into his nose. But that didn't work.
Drip drip
Each drop of blood splattered as it hit the white surface of the sink. The poke dots continued to merge with each other and soon the blood started to fill the sink. And Clark was dizzy from the extensive loss of blood.
What is going on? I- what am I doing?
He holds the side of the sink tightly and he smudges a bit of blood onto his hand but he doesn't care about that, rather he wants to stop the bleeding. His other hand was holding onto his head as if trying to get rid of the headache that pains him.
Currently there were tons of paper on the floor and the sink soaked in blood which is slowly drying and turning brown.
I feel nauseous.
He tries to clean up with the water from
The sink but soon the clear blue water started to change colors from clear blue to black with reddish brown tint as it started to taint the sink.
Am I hallucinating? What? Help me!
He panics and tries to go out of the bathroom but the door is closed and locked. Trying to turn the lock but to no avail he faced his back toward the mirror.
"Look here. Clark."
He hears a low ominous voice coming from behind him. He quickly turns around but he still tries to make the handle turn but it's stuck.
Aggressively trying to move the handle as he looks at the mirror which showed himself but this time it wasn't a reflection.
It showed himself just staying there in front of the mirror from the mirror's side.This freaked him out so he tried to open the door faster but it still didn't work.
Damn it damn it damn it damn it!!! Fuck duck duck!!!fuck!
"Open damn it!!"
He yelled as he tried to escape but that made things worse for him. As he said that the red liquid that had come from inside him had turned black and it started to move slowly toward him.
He didn't notice this but that didn't matter because the liquid had grabbed his leg.
"What is happening?"
He felt the sliminess of the liquid and looked down to see a black goop pulling him toward the mirror. Unable to fight against it, he now faces the creature in front of him.
Looking identical to him but it held an eerie smile, the main reason was the fact it's black was black there was nothing there but the void.
"Who are you? Me?"
"You could say that."
The mirror person said. But what was odd was the movement of the mouth, it was just creepy.
Clark saw the creature start having a nose bleed and he moved his hands up to his nose thinking it was himself.
He touches a liquid and it once more flows fast down the drain. He tries to stop the blood but it still flows. The creature in front of him just smiles and the two just look at each other for a few minutes and then the blood stops.
"Don't worry now, follow my instructions and you'll be safe."
Although Professor Clark was suspicious of the creature he understood that the most optimal response was to follow its instructions so he nodded and bit his lips out of stress.
"Clean up this mess first."
Clark nodded and he started to clean the area up. He grabs a mop that was in the bathroom and cleans the blood that was on the group and before he starts with the sink.
After finishing cleaning he goes back to the mirror hoping to get answers.
"My little host, how unfortunate for you. Some pests will be coming in a few days to get me. So don't die when that time comes."
The creature said then the reflection returned to normal. The once heavy headache stopped and his pale skin started to gain color.
"I'm okay?"
Before long he felt as if he had regained his strength but before long he became tired. It was rather late in the night so he used the restroom and went to his bedroom across the hall.
As he fell asleep he didn't realize the creature that was in the mirror was now standing in his bedroom mirror with an unsettling smile.