Bloody Mary's Mirror

In my past life, everything was normal.

I had a neglectful family. I was independent at the age of 16 and I had already been working as a barista in a cafe in order to fund my education and necessities. I learned how to abstain from spending money except for food, and my hobby is reading novels and manga.

I used to be Jasmine Roe M. Harrison, I had long brown hair, brown eyes and a fit body. I was always top of the class, Samantha and I were always attending the same schools, and the same class. I am the older one, because my age was 19 years old and Samantha 18. My friend Samantha B. Goodwill however was the most beautiful in our trio, she had natural blonde hair, long eyelashes and fair skin. Although she had the lowest remarks because she wasn't interested in studies, she also has no interest in boys neither. She prefers to hang out with friends, then the last of us Blossom Ria F. Smith. She was the weird one because she only replies short, but she cares for us. Because of her quiet nature she was alienated in class and we decided to stick to her until she got used to us because of her kindness.

She also carries this weird book and stays in her own world all the time, like she doesn't want to be here. We were worried she doesn't like our company, but she said "That's just how I am." while smiling with a sweat travelling down her forehead.

So the day of the night camp, we had history class the morning before the camp. The history class discussed about Mary Tudor and the urban legends. I was taking down notes because dates and names could show up in the exam then it was lunch. We had normal lunch time, Blossom was quiet as always and was embarrassed when we tried to feed her. Sammy would make fun of her because she was always blushing and because of this, she looked cute. I was about to join the fun when the alarm bell rang and it was the end of lunch. But also it means that its time to prepare for overnight camp - we were going to camp/sleep overnight inside the classroom.

We were excited and at the same time, it was fun to hangout with the three of us - when we were having a pillow fight, Blossom laughed too when she hit Sammy too hard. Because of this, I lunged at her and smothered her face with the pillow. She was a lot stronger than me so she toppled me over. Blossom's face was blushing and I laughed it off. Then it was night time, we had dinner from our lunch boxes with the three of us on the floor. I gave Blossom my broccolis and I took a piece of her meat, she looked at me with disappointment and Sammy and I laughed.

We were talking about history class and midterm exam, then the topic became about Mary Tudor. From this, we discussed about the Bloody Mary urban legend.

We decided to try it out after we eat because we wanted to spook ourselves. So the three of us went to the bathroom and we had to sneak Blossom in so we had to hide her behind our jackets from the watch person because we need to go out by pairs.

"Oh no. How are we supposed to work this out when we don't even have a candle?" Sammy exclaimed to Blossom and I. I shrugged, however, Blossom took out a small white candle from her pocket as well as a box of matchsticks. Samantha and I looked at each other before laughing,

"There was no use for your worry, Sammy." I said as I tickled Sammy. "You should've said it earlier!." Sammy l

patted Blossom on the back and we entered the comfort room.

Samantha checked her appearance on the mirror, brushing her hair as she goes, while Blossom looked around the comfort room and placed the candle as well as the matchsticks in front of the mirror. I turned my phone's flashlight on then I switched off the lights.

We gathered close in front of the mirror as I held the phone while it was Blossom who lighted up the candle with a matchstick. We turned to the mirror, then Samantha and I did goofy looks on the mirror while we laugh at seeing the reflections before reciting this : "Bloody mary Bloody mary Bloody mary." The name Bloody Mary three times.

There was no response, more like, nothing even happened. What are we expecting? I glanced at the other two.

"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary."

Still nothing,

Samantha asked "Should we continue?" while looking at us. I turned to Blossom, not knowing what to do because we were bored and she silently nodded.

I mean, what are we expecting if this wasn't even real?

"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, We are here to ask for your presence." I said, while I gestured for the both of them to continue. I felt Blossom's gaze on my side and I glanced at her but she was quietly reciting at the mirror.

"THUD!"... in one of the stalls, a noise of something heavy fell and echoed inside the room. We flinched from the sound and Samantha jumped then hid behind Blossom. Oh, I got scared as well but I had nothing to hold, though Blossom reached for my hand and squeezed it. I was surprised but I thought 'as expected, Blossom is kind.'

The stall door opened, then.... What is that?

'What came out?' I thought.

My flashlight shone on it... and.... what?

A classmate of ours and a senior college student were probably making out while we were doing this. I tried to hold in my laughter, but Samantha was clearly disappointment. "Are you f*#¢%&g serious Ray?" Sammy angrily bursted out. "Get out of here!.. sigh, this is WHY I hate boys."

Blossom shook her head while I sobbed from laughter, She pushed them out the door and we continued with our ritual.

"Ok. Go.." Samantha angrily muttered.

"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloo-" My phone's flashlight began flickering, I turned it off. I glanced at them because I was a little spooked.

We looked at the mirror, there was nothing. 'Obviously right?' There shouldn't be anyone in there but us. But the wind suddenly became strong so much so that it opened the window of the comfort room. We stared at it then looked at each other.

Now the gust has snuff the candle out.

Then....

What?

We looked at the mirror again.

and this time...

Something was in the mirror. Our reflection in the mirror was gone but instead....

A pale figure with a cracked face doll head, wearing a black veil that shrouded its self. It was wearing a black robe embellished with what looks like shiny gold thread. The doll head might be to represent its head. I was scary, as its hands were more lifelike, becsuse of the web of veins that decorate its pale skin whose palms also stained with blood. Such fingers were holding a rose with shining drop of blood as the dews the surface its petals. Samantha tried to scream but her eyes rolled back on its socket and blood dripped from them. I fell to the ground on my knees and the doll head on the mirror has opened one blue eye similar to Samantha's eyes. Samantha fainted then fell to the floor, cracking her skull with a thump. She was bleeding out now.... I turned to where Blossom was but she was nowhere to be seen which made me feel more scared. I looked at the door, and tried to reached for it. But the eyes of the baby doll head turned at my direction. I felt terror as I tried to twist and turn the knob but I was glued to the spot. My knees hurt and buckle, I was able to stand unable to move so I can walk.

The doll head's stare was condemning... It felt like as if anything of this world has abandoned me. This creature had separated me from everything and I was all alone...

Tears fell from my eyes, then my chest feels like something tight and heavy was pressing on it. It was getting harder for me to breathe. Then it felt like my lungs were not expanding any more I couldn't breathe. My mind became foggy and a few more attempts to breathe and my head started to hurt. Now my chest feels stuck, my vision is blurry but I feel my body being lifted up and placed on something hard. I opened my eyes and tried to see but my vision has failed me with lack of oxygen. I reached out with my hands, but I touched a soft cheek, traced a strong jaw. I proceeded to touch the hair of this person and, it was short and that has confirmed my suspicions - the person with me is a male because such features were a male's anatomy. But what do I care about that, I want to live - I want to survive! how could that doll head do this...

I was filled with rage, and I tried to speak 'help me' but no sound came out, only struggling moans. Soon I was in agonal breathing, I couldn't feel except that I was cold and felt I was drowning from air, I convulsed then left that body of mine. A tear fell from my eye, whoever was in the mirror will suffer from my hands, I swore to revenge my friends and our lives.

I tried to breathe again, and I was successful. I clutched my chest which made it hsrd to breathe before but now I was free. Only now did my mind register that I am surrounded by pure white light. Then I felt warmth from where I was. I tried to move a finger and it did, I soon raised my arm then opened my eyes to see.

"Oh my God." I looked around.

My heart fluttered so fast in my chest. This is definitely not the school. I am in the middle of a forest, not just any forest, because there were strange organisms that I have never seen before.

What looked like a grass hopper has wings and light emanating from its lower half. It flew instead of jumping around.... In the corner of my eye, a rabbit peeked its head from a tall and dense grass. But then it stood up to show its lower body, it had a furry buff body that was even bigger than a kangaroo's!

My eyes were spinning from confusion.