She inched closer to the mirror to examine her face better, the big marble sink was not letting her get close enough. Suddenly, the door behind her shut with a huge bang. She was startled by the sound. She looked behind herself thinking that the door might've closed maybe because it is windy but when she went to open the door it seemed as if somebody had locked her inside.
She rotated the handle again and again but it didn't work. As she was trying to open the lock she heard something behind her. The screeching sound was similar to rubbing a finger against the glass. She turned around, her heart thumping in her mouth with anticipation, her imaginations going wild. When she finally managed to have a glance at the mirror her knees buckled and she almost squatted to the floor.
The words "You're next." were written in bold with blood.
The tap was dripping blood on the sink with a pitter-patter sound.
She was horror-stricken, trembling at her place.
