CHAPTER TWENTY
She looked in the mirrors on the walls and the ceiling. To her shock. The image; her reflection had disappeared. Replaced by a spirit like-resemblance to her. She could see herself in the mirrors as a floating slow-moving image. She tried to touch herself looking at the images and saw her hand displacing the spirit image. Fear struck her. Quickly she left the bedroom and entered the bathroom.
She couldn't stop giggling.
“That was spooky,” she whispered to herself.
She dosed her face with water and left for the basement then the study room, but the study room was locked.
“Open,” she commanded the door.
Expecting the door to open.
“Incorrect phrase,” replied the voice over from the screen next to the door.
“David’s house,” she said.
“Incorrect phrase!”
“Evelina and D
