Devil

Large mirror, dim lights, a pale face.

Tick, tick... time is passing by, second by second, minute by minute; she is not moving and just staring at herself.

She picks up the black eye liner and in one shot draws thick lines around her eyes. Her eyes look brown compared to the blackness of the lines. The lines don't stop by her eyes, they continue toward the temples. Now her eyes are standing out on a pale background.

She picks up the lipstick and paints her lips, bloody red. The mascara makes her lashes darker and the red eye shadow covers her eye lids.

She wears the black choker around her neck and puts her red dress on. The dress partially covers her body. The wild hair frames her face.

She looks in the mirror and there she is: the devil, looking at her straight in the eyes.

She did not know the devil was so close. She did not know the devil was within her. She did not know, she was the devil...