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She could still see the room. But it wasn’t real anymore. Not the way it had been. Elena stood inside the screen—
By Dorothea Bautz-John4 days ago in Horror
She couldn’t move. Not anymore. Elena stood frozen in front of herself. Her breathing shallow. Unsteady. Her thoughts slipping—
“Turn off.” Her voice was sharp now. Desperate. Elena grabbed the remote from the table. Her fingers shaking.
She stepped back from the TV. Slowly. Carefully. Her eyes locked on the screen. On the version of herself— still sitting on the couch.
The TV turned on by itself. Elena froze. The remote was still on the table. Untouched. Her eyes moved slowly toward the screen.
At first— nothing changed. From the outside— everything looked exactly the same. Elena still lived there. Still moved through the apartment.
She couldn’t feel the floor anymore. No weight. No balance. No control. Elena opened her eyes— but the room was gone.
She tried to crawl away. Her hands scraped across the floor. Her legs weak. Uncoordinated. Useless. “Stay back—!” she gasped.
She stepped back. Hard. Too fast. Her shoulder hit the table behind her. Pain shot through her arm. But she barely felt it.
She didn’t move. Not at first. Elena stood frozen in her kitchen, her eyes fixed on the wall. Her heartbeat loud.
It started with a voice behind the wall. Soft. Muffled. Easy to ignore. Elena didn’t think much of it at first.
No one noticed the difference. Why would they? From the outside— everything looked exactly the same. Elena walked the same streets.
