Through Mimic’s Eyes

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Through Mimic’s Eyes

I wanted to be as far away from her as I could. Her stillness and grey complexion made me queasy. A faint shadow of darkness hovered above her. It was barely visible now. It had been fading since she was taken away by the paramedics, that was last week.

Goosebumps tickled my arms and legs. I absently rubbed the bumpy flesh and looked around the dimly lit room from the hardwood pew…