“I bet your flesh would taste amazing” Sam spoke harshly, sending a wave of shivers down Kyle’s spine as his eyes opened wide in shock. “Sam, what happened to you?” Kyle’s question was laced with concern, but he didn’t get a reply, she was too busy grazing her teeth against his skin hard enough to draw lines of blood. He whimpered, tears trailing down his cheeks. “Don’t be such a baby, this’ll all be over soon sweetheart” she wrapped her cold, pale hand around his throat, using inhuman strength to hold him against the bathroom wall.

She finally sunk her teeth into his skin, ripping his cheek from the rest of his face. Kyle could barely scream in agony, his face becoming stretched and torn. She chewed on the layers of rubber-like texture close to Kyle’s ear, making it sound like she was chewing gum rather close to him just to get on his nerves. “Tastes just as good as I imagined” she almost growled at Kyle who was now violently shaking. “Thank you for the meal” she finished eating the flesh and wiped the blood away from her stained red lips with the back of her hand.

Kyle blinked in fear as she backed away from his body, finally letting go of his throat as he coughed up blood. She made her way towards the sink, the wound on her shoulder that had disappeared becoming visible once again. She hopped onto the sink, sitting down comfortably before letting her body fall back into the mirror that now consumed her. “Sam” Kyle whispered as he slowly got the courage to make his way over to the mirror. He looked in the mirror but seen nothing, only his perfectly clear reflection looking back at him, no wound to be seen on his face. He couldn’t even see the girl peeking through the door at him in shock, reliving everything she just witnessed. Charlie could never unsee what had happened.

He touched over his face where she had bitten him, but nothing remained of the incident, only his reflection and himself were left in the quiet bathroom. His senses started flooding back to him and he could finally smell the air-fresheners they had set up in every stall. Charlie continued watching Kyle for another couple of minutes, trying to grasp any idea of what had just happened. Kyle gasped at his mirror as a pale, wrinkly hand came through the glass causing a rippling affect, as if the mirror were water, making his reflection waver. Kyle let the temptation reach out his own hand overwhelm him as he felt soft fabric touch his fingertips. The doll was placed on the palm of his hand as he took it before falling to the floor. Charlie covered her mouth, trying not to gasp as she watched in unfold.