Cassandra leads me


    to a dark and damp


    room not too far


    from my cell.


    Someone is also


    here waiting for me.


    I can''t see them


    but I know that


    they''re here.


    “Enjoy your


    stay.”


    Cassandra merely


    says before shutting


    the door behind me.


    In the darkness, I


    shuffle to stay near


    the wall and stay


    as quiet as possible.


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    The other person speaks


    suddenly, “So you''ve


    returned to have fun?


    This is going to be


    sublime!”


    They enthuse, having


    my same voice.


    I want to refuse,


    I don''t want to be


    tormented again


    WITH


    THE SAME MEMORIES.


    The light within


    this dark and


    damp room


    flickers on.


    Standing in the


    middle of this


    room is a


    vintage


    and


    tall


    body frame


    mirror.


    I walk towards it and


    see my reflection


    which morphs into


    the other me.


    The one who died


    a while back.


    She wears a wicked


    grin.