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The Shower Curtain [MultiFormat]
eBook by Simon Wood
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eBook Category: Horror
eBook Description:  Patrick's shower curtain reaches out to touch him. It needs to be heard.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Dragged Into Darkness, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2005
9 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [22 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [29 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [9 KB]
, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [159 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [8 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [71 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [79 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [30 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [35 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [7 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [9 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [37 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [16 KB]
Words: 2534
Reading time: 7-10 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
Steam swirled in the bathroom and Patrick wiped the condensation from the mirror to see his reflection. Although the temperature was balmy, he was shivering. The razor slipped from between his trembling fingers. It wasn't the flu or malaria causing the shakes. It was the reflection--the reflection of a face in the mirror.
The face was pressed into the fabric of the shower curtain. The contorted features stretched the material to breaking point until every characteristic of the man's face could be seen. The reflected face dissolved as fresh condensation consumed the mirror.
Patrick knew no one was in the bathroom. He lived alone. The bathroom had no windows. No one could be playing a joke.
Too afraid to turn, too afraid to run, too curious to ignore, Patrick wiped the mirror clean again. The face was still there and this time it wasn't alone. A woman's face joined the man's. Disembodied arms grew out of the plastic to join their disembodied heads. Their arms, their faces, pleaded. They needed his help. He turned towards them.
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