Reflection.

I moved left and right, dodging around her. But she was just as quick and kept up with my every movement. I couldn’t understand why she didn’t attack. She was so close but she wouldn’t come forward. It was as if she was defending herself. But I was no threat. Tentatively, I took a step forward. The same thought seemed to have crossed her mind as she came forwards too. Summoning up all my courage I lunged at her.

The next thing I knew was a plain white ceiling and a smell of aesthetic. I looked around to see the hospital surrounding me. On the table to my left was a piece of paper. It stated my name and date of birth.

 It then had one sentence:

‘ran into a mirror’