It was a sunny afternoon. I was alone at my house, everyone else was out for a movie. Since I wanted some alone time, I decided to stay back and it was perhaps the worst choice I made that day.
There was no food in the house, so I ordered some. Estimated delivery time: 40 minutes.
So I made myself comfortable in my bed. I was lying down scrolling through movies on Netflix. I chose to watch the Shining.
30 minutes into the movie and I was struck by the hollowness of the horror. I couldn’t understand why it is so popular. So I gave up the idea and kept my laptop aside to read a book.
I was expecting my order to be delivered by now. It had been 50 minutes. As soon as I called them, the doorbell rang. I was quite sure it was the food delivery guy, so I ended the call.
The doorbell was pressed again, they seemed to be in hurry. I reached the door, it made a creaking sound and then it got stuck. I checked the door stopper, it was raised. While I was still looking at the door stopper, I noticed too much light coming in from the other end. Someone had left the balcony door open and surprisingly I noticed it only now.
Ignoring it for a while, I pushed open the main door. Whatever was blocking it was out of the way now. However, the delivery guy wasn’t there. No one was there.
I stepped outside and looked around, I couldn’t notice anyone who could have rung the bell. There were some children playing but they were too far to have done it.
So I went back inside and decided to call them which is when I noticed that the balcony door was locked now. It was confusing. I remembered looking at the open door when I was checking the stopper.
I called the restaurant to check on my order. They told me that my order was delivered. I got furious and asked them to check where the order has gone.
I went to the washroom to wash my face, I was flustered. While looking into the mirror, I started wiping my face with a towel which is when I noticed something strange.
There was a scar on the right side of my face. I was sure it was never there before.
Then the reflection seemed to become hazy. The water wasn’t hot, it couldn’t be moisture.
I noticed a movement in the background, it was being reflected on the glass surface. So I turned around but there was nothing.
When I looked back into the mirror, the scar on my face was gone. The reflection was proper now, no longer hazy. I kept the towel back and turned around only to see myself standing behind me but she had a scar.