“That’s the most dangerous place in the world, and you want to go inside; what, are you nuts?” Avry gripped her best friend’s arm, halting them in their attempt to approach the museum door. It stood abandoned, its concrete walls painted with graffiti. The afternoon shower painted the sky gray. The building blended in with ...

“Jaeden?” Her friend stood frozen like her but within full view. Avry asked again, “What is it?” “It’s glass.” “What?” “Glass. I can see myself. I can…oh, my gods. Am I truly this beautiful?” “Jaeden, the sheet….” Avry whispered, her fist clenched the stained material, attempting to lift it up instead of her gaze. “Is ...

The morning after, when Jaeden finally left after a hearty breakfast, Avry couldn’t shake the feeling away. Jaeden was acting normal today, no strangeness, and no eerie smile revealing she knew Avry’s darkest secrets. She deflated the mattress, rolled it up, and shoved it deep into her full closet. Her fingers fluttered into the wooden ...