“why do you have that look on your face?”
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Parker wasn't sure whose idea it was to enter the antique shop, but she'd spent the entire trip thus far recounting horror movie plots about every item that caught her eye for more than a minute. The shop was deceptively large on the inside, filled with enough stuff that it made the attic look minimalist.
Poking at a doll, Parker jumped back as the doll seemed to stare at her. Uneasy, she stepped to one side and then back, the doll's eyes seeming to follow her. It wasn't the first item that'd sparked her freaky meter but it was the most stereotypical horror movie thing she'd seen yet.
"You've absolutely murdered people," Parker told the doll seriously. "Probably appeared over their bed in the middle of the night with a knife or knocked them down the stairs or something."
The doll, being an inanimate object, did not reply.
Parker's head snapped around at the whisper. The only people in the store were her, Cassidy, and the employee at the register who looked like she'd fallen asleep in her chair. She seemed to be the only one who'd heard the whisper, and for a moment, she wondered if it was just her imagination playing at her until she heard it again.
The voice trailed off as Parker followed it, stopping in front of a large gold mirror. The only person she saw was herself, and Cassidy still behind her from where she'd been looking at. Whatever she'd been looking at while Parker concocted horror movies featuring the shop. For a split second though, Parker saw the scene vanish, replaced by a crying girl reaching out to the mirror.
Parker jolted backwards, just avoiding stumbling into Cassidy. The other witch seemed to catch notice of Parker's expression and asked, "Why do you have that look on your face?"
Looking at the mirror again, Parker was met with only her own, very freaked out reflection. Shaking her head, she said, "I saw something in the mirror."
