Kelly left eventually. Steph couldn’t tell her anything about what had happened, because she couldn’t remember. Plus, something she’d said must’ve weirded Kelly out.
She got in the shower and let the water soak into every inch of her. She loosened, melted, liquefied, disappeared down the drain. She just wanted the day to end. By the time the hot water ran out, she was feeling better.
Then she looked in the mirror, and someone else stared back at her. There was something wrong. The glass began to crack, and the jagged scars became letters. She read them, and blacked out.