Mirrors

, I tried in the early junior one in early junior, to experiment with mirrors in the "occult" key. I did everything, as it should - found three large mirrors, several candles, some other necessary things (I do not remember). "The" soul trap "- so, it seems, this ritual was called where I read it. Only not specified for whom the trap and whose shower. Well, I do not care, young hot. There was one at home, waited a little over midnight and put all this beauty around him. And I began to look into my eyes ... At first I did not see anything unusual, only my reflection, the surrounding situation that the mirrors did not obscure, and the lights of the candles, which were smelled with a flat flame. Then the rest of the room could have melted, and I stopped to understand where I was and how much time passed, because even the wall clocks stopped taking. And I sat and peered into the features of my face, in my eyes. Only the edge managed to notice the moment when the lights of the candles were dumped as if from the wind. It is in a closed room, where and the draft has nowhere to take! Then the mirrors stretched slightly cold, and like a cool breeze spoke around the whole of this exposure. I sat and looked and looked, but I was not very glad that it all started. But I could not stand, although the body felt perfectly and did not take anything like. Just could not tear the eye from the central mirror - now the reflection looked at me. And it was not me! I do not know what can happen there, what optical miracles, but "mirror I" had extremely few generally with me. I felt that there, for just some miserable millimeters of glass, separated by us, was hung something, from pure mockery, who took the similarity of my form. A nightmare from such distant land, where a man in common mind is ordered in advance, because the ways to kill themselves and easier. And now it is almost noticeable, then everything is clearer and impudent, mastered in a new image and began to grin. And I was not to laughter. I could not turn away - I wondered my head with steel hands. Only I could, that a little glance to take a sidel. I wish I did not do this. In the neighboring mirrors, the reflection of some figures are already flashed, and I suddenly realized that I had done it. Not a single sound around. The heart that had to jump out from fear, beat somehow basically, like reluctantly, and breathing, which should have already had to become fast and intermittent, I almost did not feel, as if it was drawn at ten times. It was a feeling that the whole company pulled life out of me, a drop behind the drop ... I barely forced the body to breathe, and my reflections were like the strength, it became more comprehensive, "natural." And in the mirrors behind them, slightly noticeable gray glare, the shadows of some paws flashed, curved figures - no less disgusting, but much weaker than this trinity, which was recently only my reflection in the mirrors. Who knows how it would end, if suddenly the dog did not take up outside the window. Not just overlap, namely, hesitated, as they will only be treated from the wild, animal horror. Everything that I was enough to push the central mirror. Such a blow, it seems to me, there was a mosquito not to kill, but it was enough - good, I regained the mirrors with only small thin ones. I will never forget this inhuman, monstrous, sorry, silent by hatred, faces, fiercely looking at me with a slowly falling mirror on the floor ... Ruckings, fragments. I came to my senses and somehow all the limit and almost turned off, as if from heavy beatings. Only one thought pulsed in the head: the broken mirror will explain about how to explain the parents. Since then, almost ten years have passed, but even now I try without needing not to linger near the mirrors.