C. Patrick Neagle

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Copyright 2012 C. Patrick Neagle

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(a short tale of horror)


C. Patrick Neagle

I thought I saw something move in the mirror. But there wasn't another soul in the apartment. Imagination? Even though I wasn't quite looking at the mirror, I wasn't quite not looking at it, either.

I was sure I hadn't moved.

Had I?

Mirrors were dangerous. Dangerous in the same way--well, no, not in the same way, but a similar way--to baths. That's why I never ever take baths. Just showers. I saw it on TV once--the Carol Burnett Show, I think, right before Airwolf. Or maybe it was right after Airwolf--but I saw what could happen if you took baths. They came up through the drains. You'd see the fin and there'd be this really menacing music, or maybe there wouldn't, and then the shark would get you. You wouldn't even be able to struggle or anything before it opened those big jaws and you'd just have time to see all those rows of jagged, bloody teeth before they tore you into chunks. Maybe you could scream. Maybe there was enough time for that. I don't know.

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