Sarah’s POV~

“Well,” I said “now we are going to an old warehouse filled with mirrors to kill a ghost that lives inside a mirror, is that right?” I asked Cam.

“I believe so Sarah.” He said. “How long have you guys been doing this sort of thing?” He asked Sam, Dean, and Hannah.

“Since I was little.” Dean replied.

“Same.” Hannah said.

“Since my girlfriend died.” Sam said. And the car went silent. “I started it when my mother died but stopped because I didn’t want that life. But, after a yellow eyed demon killed my girlfriend, it had gone too far.” He said. It was silent the rest of the way to the warehouse. When we got there, it was five minutes ‘till midnight. “Okay, Hannah and Sarah, you come with me. Cameron, you stay out here with Dean and guard the warehouse.” Sam said. Then he whispered under his breath “I’m gonna go call Mary to me.”

We went inside after Sam picked the lock (how else were we going to get inside? Ask for the key?) and looked around for the right mirror. There were dozens. Possibly hundreds of mirrors. “How are we supposed to know which mirror has Blo-” I was cut off.

“Don’t say it! Do you want to die?” Hannah asked.

“Well, I don’t have any death secrets and I don’t blame myself for any deaths so, I’m good.” I said, and help out my hands. Sam handed me and Hannah flashlights so we could find the mirror and smash it when needed. But it could only work if you say her name first.

“Hannah, you go with Sarah to the right and I’ll go straight. We looked for the mirror that Mary died in front of but we couldn’t find it. “Bloody Mary” I heard it. “Bloody Mary” There it is again, it sounded like Sam… SAM!

“NO SAM! DON-” I yelled.

“Bloody Mary.” He said it. We ran over to him, and on our way we heard a SMASH! like breaking glass. We stopped, then heard it again. SMASH!We looked at each other and started running again, much faster. When we got to Sam, we could see him staring at his reflection, only it wasn’t his reflection. It looked exactly like him, but it seemed like it was being controlled by something else. Mary. Blood was now dripping from his eyes. Hannah ran over to Sam who was now on the floor in pain.

“Sam, why did you say it? Why?” Hannah said, tears trickling down her cheeks.

        “Because I knew she would come after me.” He said, squeezing his stomach in pain.