(Quick A/N I couln't find any good images for this one, sorry, anyways, enjoy music instead)

A bible is on the night stand a vase of white flowers on the coffee table, a picture of a beautiful beach was on the cream walls, a beige couch sat underneath the picture, a pair of matching seats in front of it, a window with  white curtains let the sun in, down the hall across beige floors a door was open, the light was on, slumped on the floor of the white bathroom was an elderly woman, her white hair half gone, he wrinkled face had gone slack and still, her grey eyes glassy, but the mirror didn't reflect the wall, the reflection of the woman was pressing herself against the mirror, her old hand beating feebly at the glass, her mouth open in a silent scream, inside everything was inverted, the white walls were black, the only right colors were the woman, but her tears weren't clear, they were red. The sound of bath water was heard presently, inside the bath was a young woman, her skin was a perfect cream, her hair a white blonde, her perfect cupids bow lips a soft pink, her eyes crystal blue, she looked at the mirror and laughed, a beautiful rich laugh. ¨Now now old dear, don't struggle like that, you'll get out...eventually, now I will arrange a lovely funeral for you, just like you did for me...sister."