The pool of water shimmered slightly. I reached a finger out and tapped the surface, causing ripples to disrupt the peaceful serenity it held only moments before. I sighed and leaned forward to see my reflection. Then everything stopped. The lilly pads stopped floating and sunk beneath the surface of the pond. The cat tails ceased to waver in the wind. There was no wind. It was silent.

I stared wide eyed at the person in the water. The person who was supposedly a mere reflection of myself. But it wasn't. And I found myself smiling. Or was I smiling? Was it not the reflection alone that smiled? Was it not the reflection of myself that winked back at it's mirror image? I gasped in amazement. I definitely had not moved an eye or lip and yet . . . my reflection moved on its own.

I leaned closer, not sure of what I was about to do. I was two inches away from the water. To inches away from the smiling, winking face that was supposedly my own. My reflection reached out of the water and grabbed me. The last thing I remember was falling through the tranquil surface of the water.

Falling deeper . . .

and deeper . . .

and deeper . . .

And then,

Darkness.

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