Once upon a time, a boy named Nancy took a walk home along a long dark stream.
Now, Nancy was known by friends and strangers alike as being sort of a creepy guy. It wasn’t so much his tendency to hang around small children or unnecessarily mock animals. It was more the way he lurked in the shadows, hunched over and with his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.
But Nancy just waved off people who told him this, and went about his creepy business.
Now, on the night Creepy Nancy ventured to walk down the long dark stream, he happened upon a group of vampires just on the other side of the stream. They seemed to be involved in whatever it was they were doing, but just in case, Nancy quickened his pace and tried not to look across the water.
But suddenly, he felt a presence near him, and out of the corner of his eye, an image. The creepiest guy he’d ever seen, hunched and shadowed.
And standing right next to him.
What happened next, Nancy had no control over. He jumped back and may have even screamed. As he collapsed on the ground, he looked up in terror, and found…nothing.
Except that stream, in which he could see, when he stood up again, his own reflection. His own, very creepy, reflection.
At some point, a few of the vampires stopped by to make sure Nancy was okay.
It was very embarrassing indeed.
The End.
Source: Narcissus, Greek Myth
For the person who lived this, but without, you know, the vampires.
