Void
As you awoke to this horrible world that you have known for all your life, desolote, empty, silent. You can’t help but think back on the teachings of your late father. He had always said that there is a reason why every mirror has been shattered but no one knows why.
You are set to head out, off to scrounge more supplies but you spot something shining in the distance of the dimmly lit street.
As you approach it the light gets more intense, you are mere steps away and you can see now it is a mirror. The only mirror you have ever seen, but as you look into it; you can see yourself and a shape behind you.
As you turn to look you see nothing but when you return to gazing into the mirror, you come to the stark realisation that the mysterious shape is closer than before, suddenly it lunges out and drags you into the darkness of the mirror. Returning the world to silence.
As you are dragged deeper, you remember your father’s words. They were a warning. About the darkness of mirrors. The infinite space in them, which you are now doomed to spend the rest of your life falling through.
