Scratches on the Mirror



Scratches on the Mirror



Note: All spelling and grammical errors are intended, as this is based on an interview with an individual from a small Southern town. This is my first pasta, so please don’t be too harsh. Sorry for it being so long, but I hope it’s worth it. Special thanks to my friend Mark for ending. Enjoy!



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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, starting interview with one Mr. Jed Thorton. Date is the fourth of June, 2005. OK, Mr. Thorton, you’ve called me here, saying you have a great story for my paper. You said it’s something to do with local unsolved murders?”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: [slight pause] “When I was a kid, we lived in a li’l town called Palk. Livin’ in a small town sucks. There ain’t nothin’ to do, an’ nowhere to go. Most of my days as a kid consisted of sleepin’, listenin’ to the wind, spittin’ in tin cans, or explorin’ the neighborhood. Palk’s almost enough to drive a kid crazy with boredom. An’ bein’ poor in a small town’s even worse, cuz you couldn’t even go to a cinema show. ‘Course, what happened to me was way worse than any picture show.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, I’m not sure what this has to do with the murders of-“

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Back then, I had my two best friends, Jimmy and Jake. Y’see, his real name were Jacob, but he hated it so, so we jus’ called him Jake. I knewed them since I met them in kindergarten, and hung out with ‘em almost every day. Jake, James and I had a serious thing for gettin’ scared. We’d read scary books, laughin’ at how fake it all seemed. We’d laugh when the horrible plot finally revealed who the killer was, havin’ figured it out at the very start. The only books we really liked were the psychologic ones; the ones that were more on gettin’ in your head than splashin’ blood all around. We WERE teens, an’ bein’ teens, we’d fight all the time, mostly wrestlin’ and fuckin’ about pretendin’ to box each other. We’d never really hurt each other, jus’ play around. We also liked t’ sneak out at night an’ explore the old part of town. We weren’t suppos’d to go there, somethin’ bout the buildin’s bein’ ‘pieces-a-shit waitin’ to fall’, but who cared?! We were bored, thrill-seekin’ teens!”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, you mentioned Jimmy. Is that Jimmy James? The one who-”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “So one night, we decide to explore this one house; some real reeker of a house. There was somethin’ of a legend ‘round town that some kid killed his family in that house after dyin’, and that the whole family was all found dead in the bathroom, half-eaten with a look a’ horror on their faces. My friends an’ I laughed at that story, laughin’ `bout how they said he killed ‘em AFTER his death. `That ain’t possible, once you’s dead, you’s dead!’ Jim’d always say, than we’d laugh again at the stupid ol’ tale.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, but what does all this have to do with the murders”?

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: [after a long pause]“‘Course, small town legends are sometimes based in truth.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, I think this interview is ov-“

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “So we decided to go there on the night of Saturday, the 15th of July, the day that’ll always be burned into my memory. Was hot that day with a li’l wind, an’ we didn’t wear much. Jake had some cutoff jean-shorts ‘n’ no shirt, Jimmy had a pair of jeans on an’ a unbuttoned white shirt. I was wearin’ a pair of jeans and a no-sleeve shirt. When time came, we did as we always did before explorin’; we grabbed some bottles of water, our 3 flashlights, some spare batteries, some snacks (I think there was beef jerky) an’ we each had our pen knives. Weren’t nothin’ special, our pen knives. Jus’ some basic 2 inch blades and a wood handle.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer: “So those were the murder weap-”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Bein’ the abandoned part of town, there weren’t no power goin’ there, and it was real, real dark. So we was walkin’ to the house, with only moonlight an’ our flashlights guidin’ the way. When we reached the house, we looked it over, this bein’ the first time we ever saw it in the dark. It was a two-story house, with a bay window on either side of the second floor. There was a big balcony in the very front, and what looked like rope hangin’ from one of the bars on it. There was two big ol’ oaks, dead as can be, in front of the house, one on either side of the yard. So, we started up the front stairs, and once we were on the porch Jim got his foot stuck in a hole. It was quite a spectacle, and we laughed at him trying to get his foot out. ‘Bout five minutes later, he got his foot out, but lost his shoe in the progress. Scowlin’, he reached into the hole to get his shoe, and soon after started screaming at the top of his lungs. This, ‘course, scared the shit outta me and Jake, and we rushed to help him. By the time we’d reached him, he pulled his shoe outta the hole an’ started laughin’ at us, sayin’ “That was f’r not helpin’ me get outta the hole.” We slugged him in the arm, callin’ ‘im an asshole, and then we opened the front door and headed inside.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, so can we get to the murders already? I’ve got enough filler for weeks’ worth of papers.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed: <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""> “So anyhow, there we was, three teen boys in an old, said-to-be-haunted house. So what’d we do? We went explorin’. ‘Course, bein’ teen boys, we had no fear of bein’ alone in an old house. So we split up: Jimmy went upstairs, Jake went downstairs to the basement, and I went about explorin’ the main floor. After a bit of explorin’, I come across this locked book on the dinin’ table. ‘Course I’m thinkin’ I’d never open it, but Lo’ and behold, the key’s already in the lock. So I pop it open and start readin’ it…you read it too, then come back here ‘n’ I’ll tell ya s’more.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: Ok, I will. I’ll see you soon Jed.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[Interviewer exits room; door heard closing]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[Reference: Evidence #135]

<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 1/15/61

<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> We moved today. I hate having to see our old house fade into the distance. I grew up in that house, and put up the biggest fight to stay there, but being only 12 doesn’t really give you much pull in the family. Dad said we had to move, since he had to look for work after being canned, and had gotten a hint there was an easy job with good pay here. We were all crammed in the station wagon, listening to the Beatle new hit on the radio. The only problem is I don’t like the Beatles. When we pulled up in the driveway, I groaned. THIS was our new house?! It looked like a ruin! When I asked Dad about it, he said that it was a junker, yes, but that he had gotten a really good deal on it. Dad then announced to the family that we would be fixing the house up starting tomorrow. UGH!

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 1/16/61

<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> Not only is it freezing cold in this house, it smells horrible! It smells like dusty rotten mold! My father said it’ll smell better when we clean it up more, but this smell’s almost making me puke! I finally was able to unpack all my stuff. I can’t wait to go exploring this town! Hope there are other kids here.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 1/17/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> The movers finally brought our furniture in. It felt good to lay on my bed, having had to sleep in a sleeping bag last night. I even found my lucky nickel under the mattress! I had thought I’d forgotten that in our old house! Dad said he needs help sanding the floors. We will finally be able to walk on the floors without shoes!

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 1/26/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> I noticed something odd today. While in the bathroom, I was looking at myself in the mirror and saw that there are scratches that look just like a face! I know, noticing a scratch on an old mirror that looks just like a face is kind of farfetched, but there it is. It looks like an old man’s face, all wrinkled and sagging. It’s kind of cool to look at, but I have more cleaning to do.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 2/10/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> Something weird is definitely going on here. Those scratches on the mirror? They changed. They now look like a skull! When I showed my Dad it, he just shrugged it off and told me my imagination was getting away with me. It still scares me a quite a bit, but there’s more work to be done.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> I can’t really sleep…. Just keep thinking about that skull….

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 2/15/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> The scratches changed again. It now looks like a sprawled out body! The head seems to be balanced on the chin and the arm and legs are right at the sides! This is really freaking me out. I tried to get Dad to look at it, but he yelled at me, saying my mind should be elsewhere than making up stories about scratches on the mirror, and he slapped me across the head and told me to go clean the attic. Forget that, I’ll do it tomorrow.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 2/17/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> The scratch in the mirror went back to a skull today. It’s changed between the three every day, and in the same order it originally went though; old man, skull, body. Some sort of pattern I’m missing?

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 2/20/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> A new scratch came up; a hatchet. No doubt about its shape. Maybe there’s something I’m missing…

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 2/21/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> I asked Dad who lived here before us. He said it was a long time ago, about 100 years ago, and it was just some old man. This interested me, so I asked my new friend, Frank, if he could tell me more. According to him, the authorities arrested the old man, Joseph Mahvar, for the murders of 33 people, and they found their corpses in his basement. They found some weird carvings on each body that they couldn’t decode, and all had their limbs severed with a hatchet. I also heard from him that the house was built on an Indian ritual site, and that the rituals there were not of the nice kind.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> This is pretty freaky. Can’t sleep again. Can’t stop thinking about the killings.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> 3/14/61

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> Something really weird happened today. The old man scratch showed up again and…and it spoke to me. It told me to let it in. than the scratch changed before my eyes to the skull and hatchet. He said it would be so fun to kill again. I was then grabbed from behind by something I couldn’t see! I fought, but eventually was overpowered and slammed to the ground. The thing was speaking again, saying something in a language I’ve never heard before. It’s grip loosened, and somehow, I managed to get away. I will NEVER go in that bathroom again!

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> The mirror. The mirror caling me. Must go. Must let it in.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[there is a drawing of a mirror with scratches on it]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal">''' Same thing every day Same thing every day Same thing every day. Same thing every day MIRRORMIRRORMIRRORMIRROR old man, hatchet, skull, body old man, hatchet, skull, body old man, hatchet, skull, body. '''

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> Bodies come after me through mirror Drag me in tub Get in head I need bring family See what I find.

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> [page is doused in blood, and only two words are legible]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"> Kill Eat 

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[End of Evidence]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Ok, I’m back. What the hell did I just read?? That book was em-“

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed: “ <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">That? That’s what I found there. That book is what’s holdin’ me in this godforsaken place. Anyhow, back to what happened. So we was explorin’ the house, and I had found and read the book. So I was real freaked out ‘bout this journal. Sudd’ly I hear a scream from both upstairs and down. I didn’t know which way to go, so I went upstairs. Jimmy was sittin’ in an old bathtub, staring at the mirror mouthing ‘mirror scratches.’ So I look at the mirror and nearly shit my pants. There was the scratches of the face of the old man. They was clear as day, and I heared a voice in my head saying ‘let me in’. I says aloud ‘NO!’ jus’ as Jim says ‘Yes’. There was a stream a’ light from the mirror to my friend for a few seconds. While this was happenin’, Jim was spazzin’ out, twitchin’ all over the place. He grabbed out his pocket knife… [After a long pause of sobbing] an’ he started carvin’ into his flesh, all while speakin’ this weird tongue I’ve never heared before. After the symbol was carved he…[another pause while sobbing] he slit his own throat!”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[long silence, sobbing in the backround]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer: <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""> “Wow…”[silence] “I…I can’t believe it.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Believe it. Than Jake comes upstairs from the basement, all covered in blood and holding a hatchet. I asked him what he was doing and he says ‘Workin’ I asked him to specify and he said ‘Helping Joseph’.” [More sobbing] He was a lot bigger than me, so I couldn’t really resist him when he dragged me down into the basement… I saw what he was doing…HE WAS CUTTIN’ LIMBS OFFA CORPSES IN THE BASEMENT AN’ CARVIN’ SYMBOLS IN THEM!”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[Long period of sobbing]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">“I knew what I had to do. I had to kill him before he started his dirty deeds of killing for Joseph. So I got out my pocket knife, an’ I opened it. He, laughin’, grabbed it by the blade and yanked it out of my hand. Then he started carving into my flesh with it…”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[Patient opens robe, showing a scar on his chest]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">“THIS IS WHAT HE DID TO ME! THIS IS WHAT HE DID TO ALL THOSE POOR PEOPLE! HE DAMNED THEIR SOULS TO HELL FOREVER!”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[period of sobbing]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer: “So… how did you survive?”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “I….I tore out his throat with my bare fuckin’ teeth. That’s how. After that, the mirror upstairs shattered, and I saw the ol’ man, with a sea of fire in his eyes. I hauled my ass outta there faster th’n shit.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “…And then you were found in the general store clutching that book with the symbol carved in your chest.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Yes. May I borrow your pen? I need to write somethin’ down.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Interviewer <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Sure.”

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">[Interviewer shouts in pain and stabbing sounds are heard]

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<p style="text-indent:0in;line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Jed <span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">: “Never again, Joseph. Never again, Joseph. Never again, Joseph. Never again, Joseph.”

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