Lot 134 : The Bathroom Mirror
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What unusual stories surround the bathroom mirror?
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Now then, what do I have for you today? At first glance, there is nothing unusual about this photograph. In fact, I'd wager you've seen a hundred others just like it. Family snapshots have a way of blending together over time. Yet every now and then, one refuses to stay forgotten. No names are written on the back, nothing to separate it from the countless photographs tucked away in albums, drawers, and dusty attics across the world. Yet for reasons I have never quite been able to determine, this particular photograph has a habit of resurfacing. Perhaps the story will help explain why. This is the bathroom mirror. Before we begin, I want to point out some of the customers whose names have been etched in brass on this beautiful plaque I had made above the front desk.
These are some of the members of the inner circle of the antiquarium. We go by the Obsidian Covenant. Recent initiates include Antoinette B, Christy S, Rachel Ortez, Sillacat, Crunchy With, and the Shaolin Shredder. We are ever appreciative of your devotion to the Order. Go to theobsidiancovenant.com to receive the sacrament. Sounds harmless enough, right? Welcome to the antiquarium of sinister happenings and odd goings-on.
I live alone. So who keeps writing messages on my mirror? I turned 18 in 2008 on the day of my birthday. For reasons I won't bore you with, I packed up my things and moved out. For four years I lived in my car, working as a barista from 6 to 2 and as a line cook from 4 to 10. My plan was to work until I had enough money for my own place and then to either go to college or get a more stable job. Looking back on it now, I don't know how I did it, but by 22, I'd saved up a decent sum of money and began my hunt for a semi-permanent place of residence. I was living in Los Angeles at the time, and though housing prices weren't as bad as they are now, it was still a pricey county. After months of asking around, I was connected with Anders, an elderly man who was leasing a two-bedroom, one-bathroom house in North Hollywood for far below market rate.
The catch, because there's always a catch when it comes to affordable housing, let's be honest, was that the house had been terribly maintained. It had been unoccupied for a year and would need some serious TLC before most people could comfortably stay in it. I, however, had been living out of a car for four years, so as long as a place had running water, it would be an upgrade for me.
How did the narrator acquire their new home?
I moved into the house in fall of 2012. Anders gave me a tour before I got settled. He was a short, joyful old man. Well-meaning, but how do I put this? Maybe not the most focused as a result of his age. At one point during the tour, he showed me the bathroom, then the master bedroom, and then the bathroom again, and then the master bedroom again.
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Chapters
8 chapters
1
What unusual stories surround the bathroom mirror?
0:00–5:56
2
How did the narrator acquire their new home?
5:56–9:24
3
What strange messages appear on the bathroom mirror?
9:24–12:25
4
How does the narrator react to the first message on the mirror?
12:25–14:58
5
What does the second message on the mirror say?
14:58–18:08
6
What unsettling discovery does the narrator make in the closet?
18:08–20:21
7
Who is the mysterious figure the narrator encounters?
20:21–21:57
8
What happens when the police investigate the house?
21:57–28:40