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Patrick called her name. Once. Twice. Thrice. He didnt get any response. He panicked. He ran to their room. It was empty. He began looking for her everywhere- the powder room, the hallway, porch, terrace and the other rooms. She was nowhere to be seen.
***********Suddenly everything looked different. The walls which used to be porcelain white looked ashy. The turquoise coloured couch was covered with a white sheet. The sheet was filthy- full of dust. She suddenly turned around and the furniture were covered with similar white sheets. There were cobwebs in the room, the windows had shattered glasses and the room was filled with a mix of caustic and rustic odour. Everything looked different- aged, except the dressing mirror. It looked just fine, well polished. But there was something haunting about it. A disfigured old woman was standing in the mirror. The grey hair covered the wrinkles in the face. She didnt know who that woman was, except she recognised the fuchsia pink maxi dress.
Patrick looked at the mirror. A sudden beam of light fell on his face, it was a reflection from the mirror. Suzy, where are you, Suzy lied there. Immobile. Behind the casket of the mirror. **********
She caught a glimpse of a broken handle. It was that of the time travelling machine.