-There I stood, peering at myself in the mirror with a grim expression. A storm was rolling in and the sky was darkening, the wind howled and thunder flashed outside the window. The lights began to flicker in the bathroom and the creaks of the house in the raging storm sounded like a tortured creature of the night howling out.
The reflection that looked back at me was not mine own, but rather a shaggy beast with whiskers that covered his whole face. I knew what must be done so I slowly pulled the draw out and reached for my weapon. Never taking my eyes off of the demented being watching me just as closely. Then I felt it... glorious steel, the tool that would perform the grisly work of this night.
Confidence began to flow through me as I gripped the tang of my razor, and I lulled the beast into a stupor with a thick blanket of cushioned lather. I seized my opportunity as I felt his complacency and hacked at his face like a man possessed! The hair, blood and gore flew splattered across every surface until you could no longer differentiate between wall, ceiling and mirror. It was a heinous sight and it fought back tooth and nail, but after hours of butchery I began to recognize the face in the mirror. I had survived my first straight razor shave. Only after coming to my senses and realizing this thing had been controlling me and growing stronger on my face over the course of 18 days. 18 days of unrepentant evil have finally been tamed... for now.
The reflection that looked back at me was not mine own, but rather a shaggy beast with whiskers that covered his whole face. I knew what must be done so I slowly pulled the draw out and reached for my weapon. Never taking my eyes off of the demented being watching me just as closely. Then I felt it... glorious steel, the tool that would perform the grisly work of this night.
Confidence began to flow through me as I gripped the tang of my razor, and I lulled the beast into a stupor with a thick blanket of cushioned lather. I seized my opportunity as I felt his complacency and hacked at his face like a man possessed! The hair, blood and gore flew splattered across every surface until you could no longer differentiate between wall, ceiling and mirror. It was a heinous sight and it fought back tooth and nail, but after hours of butchery I began to recognize the face in the mirror. I had survived my first straight razor shave. Only after coming to my senses and realizing this thing had been controlling me and growing stronger on my face over the course of 18 days. 18 days of unrepentant evil have finally been tamed... for now.