Jack was walking down a long hallway. It was nearly pitch black, except for the candles shining on the walls. It was a very eerie place, and Jack was looking around cautiously. He did not know where he was, nor how he had gotten there.
Jack stopped abruptly; a noise echoed from the end of the hallway he was walking to. It sounded like a low cat growl, but he couldn't be sure. Glaring down the hall, trying to see what he was walking towards, Jack inched forward. It took a long time, but Jack could finally see his destination point; a large black door with a white spider insignia painted in the center of it. Jack felt a prod into his brain, seeming to find it familiar, though he did not remember what it was from. With another cautious and curious step forward, Jack extended his hand toward the handle, which was in the shape of an obscene smile, pointed teeth sticking in every direction. He grabbed the handle and found that it was warm. Curiosity growing, Jack turned the handle and pushed open the door.
Jack stumbled back as soon as he entered the room; the man he had seen in the mirror was there. He could see him clearly now; he had an all-black body, even his hands and head, but his eyes were large, round, empty, and white. They didn't even have eyeballs. They were just eye sockets. And this man wasn't big at all, he was thin as a skeleton. Jack just stood for a moment, looking at this mysterious man. It took a long time to realize that the man he was looking at was mimicking every little movement he made. Jack glared at the man, and the man glared back. With a shock, Jack realized that the man he was looking at was...himself. Looking around, Jack saw that he was in front of a gigantic mirror. With horror, Jack looked back to the mirror and found the man smiling at him, his jagged teeth opened in a wide snarl, his tongue slithering out of his mouth.
With a shock, Jack jerked awake in his bed. He was breathing heavily, and he felt sweat covering his whole body in a thick layer. Sally still laid under his arm, and he heard her soft, even breathing. Jack took several deep breaths until he calmed down and began control of his heart. When he felt under control, Jack lifted his arm gently from Sally and slipped out of bed silently, heading towards the bathroom.
Jack closed the door behind him, and felt a sudden, unpleasant surge in his stomach. Jack threw himself to the toilet, and was violently sick for a long while; his stomach was out of control and Jack continued to retch over and over again. When it was finished and he was finally under control of himself, Jack stood up and wiped the new layer of sweat off his skull. He reached over to the sink, turned the water to hot, and washed his hands thoroughly. When he looked up, Jack began to laugh an insane, maniacal laugh; he knew he was dreaming. He had just seen the man from his dream in the mirror. It had to be a dream. It just had to be. He looked again; the man was still there. With a horror in the pit of his stomach, Jack looked at his own hands; they were black. Starting to breathe unevenly, Jack pulled off his clothes and saw that his whole body was covered in a dark substance. Jack looked in the mirror again. His eye sockets, that were normally black, were now a pure white. An evil white. Terrified, Jack was petrified and he gazed into the mirror; as he stared, the man in the mirror smiled a smile that showed pointed teeth. Jack felt his own face quickly; he was definitely not smiling; the mirror man was doing it of his own accord. The man in the mirror, while still grinning, said in a low growl that did not belong to Jack,
"
You are mine."
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Oh, bam. ^^ Intense! XD So, Jack is now fully taken over. WHAT now? Let's see how Jack pulls out of this one! I'll post the next chappy as soon as possible. Thanks!
