*Ding dong*
Trick or treat! She heard for the hundredth time that night.
The woman threw the half-finished bottle of whiskey on the couch and shambled towards the entrance. She grabbed the candy bowl from the foyer and opened the door.
Standing at her doorstep, was herself. The woman stared into her own eyes. She cried out, and hurled the red porcelain bowl at her face, shattering it in a burst of glass.
Little Edgar — who on that Halloween night had decided to dress up as a tall mirror — ended up receiving several stitches.
— Bastian Espada
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