My chest muscles constricted, and my breathing became irregular. The candlelight had revealed something so disturbing and sinister. I prayed my vision was only tricking me because the thing before me, I believed, was the Devil himself in the flesh. Surrounded by shattered glass and fragments of wooden mirror frames stood an unconfined demon. All of it was visible to me, and it was just as real as me. Its black slit pupils enclosed by striking gold irises were looking directly into my eyes. I ...