Mick shivered even though the air was full of warm mist. He pulled back the shower curtain and stepped out into the bathroom, glancing behind him. Ever since he came to this hotel he felt like there was someone just over his shoulder, watching.
He stood in front of the small sink and looked at the mirror above it, frosted with steam. He reached out and was just about to wipe some of the steam away when he noticed a small line dragging along the mirror, clearing the steam as it went. The line quickly expanded to the size of a fingertip.
Quickly, the line spelled out a message. “Feed Me.” He stared at it a moment, then the mirror shook slightly and the message appeared again below the first, this time even faster. “Feed Me.”
It was then he noticed the mirror protruded from the wall slightly. It must be a cabinet, he thought. Unsure what else to do he looked around the bathroom and saw his toothbrush laying on the sink. Carefully, he picked it up, opened the cabinet and placed the toothbrush inside.
As soon as he closed the mirror a new message appeared on its surface. “Thank you.”