I Went To One Of Those Extreme Haunted Houses, But Something Went Horribly, Horribly Wrong
I thought that the corn maze was creepy, and that was before there was a maniac running through it killing people…The mirror maze though, it put the corn maze to shame. It was nearly pitch black inside, the only lighting came from the glow in the dark floor tiles. I’m not sure whether it was scarier that the beginning of the maze was empty, or that the reflections in the mirror were perfectly clear despite the lack of lighting.
I told myself to keep calm, remain a cool head about this whole situation or else I’ll never escape here alive.
For a split second I got so caught up looking at the distorted reflections of myself in the mirrors, I had forgotten why I had run into the mirror maze in the first place.
Then I felt a tug on my pant leg.
“Whaaaa!” I jumped a little, then spun around. I didn’t see anything but mirrors. I kept looking around and the back of a little girls head appeared in a few of them. I looked down to see a small girl, around 7 or so, she had dark silky hair and pale skin which seemed to glisten in this Mirror Maze. She was wearing a matted and torn white dress, with a matching white bow headband in her hair.
“Can you help me?” Said the little girl.
How was she so calm?
“What is your name little girl?” I asked.
“Helen.”
Did she just almost smile.
“Helen. you should get out of here. it’s dangerous.”
“I’m all alone now. Can I come with you?”
I thought it was peculiar that a girl so young was in here. It was even stranger to me that she didn’t even seem scared. I just chalked it up to a curious kid who had snuck in and now found herself lost. Still though, why the strange attire? There was something not quite right, I felt an eerie presence. She was kinda creepy, but I could not abandon her.
“Did you come here alone?” I asked.
“Come on. This way.”
Helen walked down what I think was a mirrored hallway; the mirrors, poor lighting and fear made it hard for me to get a bearing on my surroundings. Helen’s reflection left all of the mirrors. I kept watching, but couldn’t keep up. Helen disappeared down the dark hallways.
Where did her reflection go? I can still see mine!
I continued to walk in what had appeared to be the direction she had gone.
“Helen! I thought you were coming with me!”
“Shhh.” Said Helen. “I’m over here.”
I looked around and I still couldn’t see a reflection of Helen, just every angle of myself. I turned and looked behind me…still nothing.
“This way, we are almost there.”
I turned back and caught a slight glimpse of Helen’s white dress moving straight down a hallway to a set of doors. With my eyes and mind playing tricks on me, it looked almost like she was gliding. I followed her outside to the same small clearing I had crossed to get into the mirror maze. This time through the scarecrow was back.