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"Holy shit... No, no, no, please... someone, please help!"
A girl screamed.
The place was pitch dark. She crawled around, her breath shaky with fear. At last, her hand touched something-it was a torch. She quickly turned it on.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as the beam of light shook in her trembling hands. She began to walk, scanning her surroundings, when she noticed a mirror.
She saw her reflection-her face was terrifying. It was badly injured, bruised, and bloodied. She let out a scream.
Suddenly, she saw something move in the mirror behind her. Her heart pounded. She turned around.
*"What do you want?!"* she shouted.
*"I want you,"* a voice whispered coldly.
From the shadows emerged... herself. Another girl-identical in every way-but with glowing red eyes.
*"Who are you?"* the girl gasped.
*"I'm Rolena,"* the figure said with a chilling laugh.
*"That's me! I'm the real Rolena!"* she cried.
*"No. I am also Rolena,"* the other hissed, then leapt at her like a frog.
Rolena screamed.
Suddenly, a door slammed open and someone ran in.*"Rolena! Rolena!"* It was her mother.
She found her daughter lying on the floor, bleeding.
*"What happened?! What happened, Rolena?!"* she cried, holding her daughter close.
*"Mom..."* Rolena opened her eyes, tears streaming down. *"It came... it came from that..."* She pointed weakly.
*"It came from what?"* her mother asked, panicked.
But Rolena didn't answer. Her eyes slowly closed as life slipped away.
Her mother sobbed, taking out her phone to call an ambulance. But then-she heard a voice.
*"Maaamy... Maaamy..."*
The evil Rolena stepped out from the darkness, no longer human. Her eyes were glowing crimson. She had four legs... and only one hand.
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