The House of Mirrors had always been one if your favorite spots to spend time in alone.

Until you heard a dark chuckle from behind you.

“Little mouse.” The whisper came from every direction.

“Where are you, little mouse?” The whisper continued from a distance, making you stop.

You forced yourself to walk a bit more before you turned around, and were met with Ghost staring at you, a lump forming in your throat at the sight.

“Run.” Ghost growled.

“If i catch you, i f*ck you.”