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[A woman with damp hair wearing a heavy coat and life vest stares down into the camera shivering violently. Her expression is accusing and her complexion is white with terror. The woman’s mouth is half open as if she’s about to say something but she stops herself and looks around carefully - looks around as if she’s making sure no one is watching. After a moment she eyes the camera again.]
I’m hearing things, right?
[Her voice is hushed and jolted with her shivers. Her eyes remain fixed on the camera and it’s obvious that she’s waiting for a response that isn’t coming. Eventually she lets out a frustrated huff of breath.]
This is absolutely absurd. [She says this as if she’s actually conversing with the camera.] I should not be having a conversation with a pocket mirror.
[There’s a hint of reproach in her tone and then she’s hit with a particularly violent shudder. She momentarily clenches her jaw against the bone deep chill in her body before shaking it off with an exhausted breath.]
I must be going insane. That’s about the only logical explanation I can think of for engaging a supposed speaking mirror in conversation.
[There’s no response and Rose feels a bit silly because this conversation is embarrassingly one-sided. She contemplates letting go of the matter but she can’t. She knows she heard a sound come from the mirror. And in her determination Rose finds herself in a sudden stare down with the camera as she watches it intensely - waits for it to slip up.
She realizes what it is she’s doing but still, she won’t look away.]
Mother will surely commit me when she’s this.
[The comment is an attempt to convince herself to look away. There is no response and the staring contest continues. ]
This is ridiculous. I’ve obviously lost all reasonable thought.
[She attempts a laugh at her own expense but it dies quickly, leaving a silence broken only by the chattering of her teeth. ]
But if this is a dream then perhaps you will respond!
[She’s starting to sound frantic - crazed even.]
Are you going to reply or not?
[This time her voice comes out entitled and exasperated and another violent shiver overtakes her and Rose cannot believe this is happening.]
Oh for heaven’s sake! Pull yourself together Rose!
[And with that said she snaps the compact mirror closed and the feed cuts off.]
I’m hearing things, right?
[Her voice is hushed and jolted with her shivers. Her eyes remain fixed on the camera and it’s obvious that she’s waiting for a response that isn’t coming. Eventually she lets out a frustrated huff of breath.]
This is absolutely absurd. [She says this as if she’s actually conversing with the camera.] I should not be having a conversation with a pocket mirror.
[There’s a hint of reproach in her tone and then she’s hit with a particularly violent shudder. She momentarily clenches her jaw against the bone deep chill in her body before shaking it off with an exhausted breath.]
I must be going insane. That’s about the only logical explanation I can think of for engaging a supposed speaking mirror in conversation.
[There’s no response and Rose feels a bit silly because this conversation is embarrassingly one-sided. She contemplates letting go of the matter but she can’t. She knows she heard a sound come from the mirror. And in her determination Rose finds herself in a sudden stare down with the camera as she watches it intensely - waits for it to slip up.
She realizes what it is she’s doing but still, she won’t look away.]
Mother will surely commit me when she’s this.
[The comment is an attempt to convince herself to look away. There is no response and the staring contest continues. ]
This is ridiculous. I’ve obviously lost all reasonable thought.
[She attempts a laugh at her own expense but it dies quickly, leaving a silence broken only by the chattering of her teeth. ]
But if this is a dream then perhaps you will respond!
[She’s starting to sound frantic - crazed even.]
Are you going to reply or not?
[This time her voice comes out entitled and exasperated and another violent shiver overtakes her and Rose cannot believe this is happening.]
Oh for heaven’s sake! Pull yourself together Rose!
[And with that said she snaps the compact mirror closed and the feed cuts off.]