One day I just woke up and looked at the mirror like usual.
'Wait... Who the fuck is that?!'
I was sutterly baffled seeing the reflection on the mirror.
I slapped myself hard to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
Black hair wait, is that silver roots?... Let's just say silver hair dyed black... Amber eyes with a mix of purple?....
What a bizarre appearance...
'Just where the fuck am I? And who am I?!'
I was just sleeping on my comfortable bed only to wake up as a person I don't even know....
I went back to the comfortable hug of the bed and slept.
Well.... What am I suppose to do? No use panicking... I could just use the time to panic to sleep instead...
With a contented smile and a comfy bed and fluffy pillow and blanket I went to the Dreamworld.
I don't even care anymore as long as there's a comfy bed to sleep on I'm happy...
I don't care who am I and where am I....
As I slept peacefully I didn't notice a shadowy hand on the edge of the bed, and how my reflection on the mirror was standing up and staring at my sleeping form with an eerie smile.
As the reflection stared at he sleeping figure it was a bit confused and amaze...
'He got time to sleep? He's being haunted and he's sleeping?... I'm amaze..'
It just stared at my sleeping form which was snoring quiet loudly, my chest steadily rising and falling.
'If that guy is sleeping then I might just as well sleep too... I'm the reflection after all...'
It turned around and went on the bed in the reflection and copied me just like how a reflection on a mirror should be.
On the other hand I the real one is unaware of how the shadows around the room is longer than it should be...
Above the bed there was a headless shadow looming over my loudly disturbing snoring body.