Gripping her wand so tightly she felt the high relief leaves and flowers of her wand imprinting in her palms, Eun Ha turned.
But once again, there was nothing to be seem.
"..!"
Why her heart was pumping so fast?
Abruptly, she turned again, to face the mirror, but only with a glimpse she felt, more than saw, a shadow of a woman, nothing like her. The mirror only reflected her, though, looking scared as hell. 'Me? Myself? What the hell?!'
Eun Ha felt absolutely suffocated, breathless of pure dread, and reached for the door. She hurried out, thinking blank and feeling like the hounds of hell were chasing her.
Her legs were soft as jelly, it was like she couldn't move as fast as she wished. At the same time, she had the raw sensation of being observed, from the above… But she couldn't gather the courage to look to the ceiling.
