#WritcoStoryPrompt41
The mirror loomed over them as they traversed the hallways of the abandoned mansion. It was rumoured that no one came out alive from it.

But hardly anyone knew that it was the partial truth.

As Sarah led the group, Tom and Jack behind her kept an eye on what was happening at the back. The ceiling was a mirror so if anyone came from above, surely it would make a sound. Some sound.

It? Why not he or she? Jack grimaced at the thought.

They were cautious of every step, every movement around them. With the only...