Her heart started to beat harder. She looked the ground and noticed that her foot was not hurt anymore. The x on the wall had disappeared and now 3 of 4 pieces of the mirror were reflecting her.

The heart was beating harder, she, scary and without t-shirt, tried to open the bathroom door to run away, but it was locked. “Weird”, she thought, “I don’t remember lock this door”.

The fear consumed her, when she noticed that the key wasn't on the door. Looked around, with fear and teardrops on the eyes, and saw the key the bathroom background. She walked to there and crouched.

When she tried to pick up the key, a chill ran across his column. The key wasn't there, she felt the hand wetting and when she looked at the hand she noticed that was fresh blood. Where she touched had a written: “Look behind, my lady”.

When she read it, her heart, that was finally calm, back to beat strong, and your head hurt as someone had hit it. Even no one had did anything, she fell on the ground, unconscious.

She woke up about 15 minutes later, still woozy. Looked to the ground. It was all clean, the mirror was right. All was okay. She was still without the t-shirt, that wasn't in the bathroom anymore.

The door was open.