Sam: Something weird is happening in my mirror.

Grian: What do You mean?

Sam: if I turn off the lights

Sam: it almost looks like something is moving in there

Sam: Something behind me

Sam: But when I turn on the light again, Theres nothing there.

Grian: I'm sure it's just a strange thing wih the Shadow's?

Sam: Maybe...

Grian: Turn off the lights again and see.

Sam: No way, im never turning off the lights again!

Grian: Come on

Grian: Then you'll realize its nothing.

Grian: And you won't be Freaked out anymore.

Sam: You think?

Grian: Definitely.

Sam: Okay, I hope You're right.

🗨~ 5 mins later~ 💬

Grian: Sam? Did you do it?

Sam: Yes, for a second.

Grian: Well??

Sam: It's hard to explain..

Sam: when I turned off the lights

Sam: My face wasn't there, at all.

Sam: It seemed like it was somebody else's instead.

Sam: Staring out

Grian: What kind of face?

Sam: It looked like a Man.

Grian: What did he look like??

Sam: I couldn't really tell.

Sam: I turned on the lights and it disappeared.

Grian: Turn them back off anf see if it happens again!

Sam: No, I can't.

Grian: It went away when you turned on the light right?

Sam: Yeah

Grian: You can always turn it back on if you get scared.

Sam: thats true..

Sam: You Really think its safe?

Grian: i think so

Grian: i think it must be happening for a reason.

Grian: We should try to find out what it is.

Sam: okay I'll do it

Sam: but im keeping my finger on the light switch

Sam: Okay, here goes

Sam: lights off

Grian: See anything??

Sam: Yes

Sam: He's here

Grian: Don't turn on the light yet.

Grian: what does he look like?

Sam: he has dark hair

Sam: and a beard.

Sam: He looks kinda crazy

Sam: Like a criminal or something.

Sam: The image is getting clearer all the time.

Grian: he doing anything?

Sam: Just staring

Sam: What if he can see me too??

Sam: I'm turning in the light!

Grian: No, Not yet!

Grian: Try and talk to him

Grian: Sam, You still there?

Sam: Okay, I just said"hello"

Grian: And??

Sam: He didn't say anything.

Sam: But he's looking right at me now

Sam: there's something shiny in his hand.

Sam: I think its a knife!!

Grian: You think??

Sam: I just turned on the light.

Grian: is he gone?

Sam: Yes, just a empty mirror.

Grian: You Really saw a knife??

Sam: Yes, I think so.

Sam: it looked big, like a butcher knife.

Sam: it was in his jacket.

Grian: well he can't hurt you

Grian: whatever it is, it's stick in the mirror.

Grian: I think you should turn off the light again

Sam: I don't know..

Grian: Please sam..

Grian: this is like the most interesting thing thats ever happened.

Grian: I'll give you 20 bucks if you turn the light off.

Sam: Omg, You're crazy.

Sam: But I think you're right.

Sam: I almost have to now.

Sam: okay

Sam: lights off.

Grian: Well??

Sam: Wow

Sam: The image is even clearer now

Sam: He's still there

Sam: And he's still showing me the knife, same as before.

Sam: Now I can see behind him

Sam: its dark but it looks like he's outside.

Grian: what do you mean, like outdoors?

Sam: Yeah, I think its snowing.

Grian: So it looks like a window instead of a mirror.

Sam: Yes, Exactly!

Sam: There used to be a window on that wall

Sam: my dad told me that once.

Sam: but someone built the wall over it before me moved in.

Sam: He's moving his mouth like hes trying to talk!

Grian: Whats he saying??

Sam: i can't tell.

Sam: I can't hear anything at all

Sam: looks like three words maybe

Grian: Get closer, maybe you can hear him.

Sam: No Way. My hand doesn't leave this light switch.

Grian: Okay, Okay.

Grian: Can you try and take a picture of him?

Sam: Yes. hold on.

Sam: Okay, Sent.

Grian: Um Sam.

Grian: I know its pretty dark.

Grian: But I just see *You* in the mirror

Grian: No one else

Grian: And you look scared as hell

Sam: He's there

Sam: He's definitely there.

Sam: He just put his hand againsst the mirror.

Sam: Like hes trying to get in!!

Grian: Whatever it is, it isn't real.

Sam: Hes Pounding on the Glass!!

Sam: But it doesnt make a sound when he hits it.

Sam: Hes shouting..but I can't hear anything.

Sam: Its definitely snowing behind him.

Sam: He looks so cold.

Grian: Maybe you should turn on the light.

Grian: Maybe this wasn't a good idea..

Sam: He Just Took Out the Knife and Sliced His Fucking Hand Open!!

Sam: Wait..

Sam: Hes writing on the window with his blood.

Grian: Whats it say?

Sam: It says LET ME IN

Grian: Sam, Seriously, Turn on the light.

Sam: No wait.

Sam: Maybe He'll write something else.

Sam: Maybe we can find out more.

Grian: We don't need to know anymore.

Grian: You really didn't look good in that pic, Sam.

Grian: Maybe you're sick or something.

Sam: Wait, he's backing away.

Sam: I can barely see anything now

Sam: He kinda dissapeared.

Sam: Just darkness and snow falling

Sam: Maybe its over

Grian: Good.

Grian: That was Nerve-wrecking..

Sam: Wait, Hes Running Towards Me!!

Sam: I think he's trying to break the Glass!!

Grian: Turn on the Damn Light!

Sam: I did!

Sam: The mirror just exploded out of the frame.

Sam: Broke into a million pieces.

Grian: What?? Really??

Grian: Did You Turn the light on?

Sam: I tried but

Sam: The bulb burnt out when I hit the switch.

Sam: its still dark in here

Grian: You need to get out of there

Sam: And there's stuff floating in the air.

Grian: What stuff..?

Sam: I think

Sam: I think its Snow.

Sam: Yes, it's snow flakes.

Sam: One just landed on my arm.

Sam: its cold.

Sam: The whole room feels cold.

Grian: Sam, Please just come over to my house.

Sam: Okay, I will

Sam: I'll come right now

Sam: The Door to my bedroom won't open!!

Sam: Its stuck

Grian: Is that normal?

Sam: No!

Sam: it doesn't even have a lock on it!

Sam: Why wont it open???

Grian: Try to break it down or something!

Sam: Im trying!

Sam: Im kicking and ppounding on it.

Sam: But it won't move!

Grian: okay, don't panic.

Grian: I'll get Taurtis.

Grian: we'll come over and get you out of there.

Sam: My hands are going numb

Sam: Its freezing in here.

Sam: the room feels so strange, grian

Grian: Strange how?

Sam: Like someone's in here with me.

Sam: Like he's in here.

Grian: do you see him?

Sam: No

Sam: But there's wet blood on the broken mirror pieces

Sam: His blood.

Grian: it could be your blood

Grian: Maybe you cut youself on the glass

Sam: Grian

Sam: hurry

Sam: I can hear something now

Sam: it sounds like

Sam: Someone breathing

Sam: it sounds

Sam: So close