Day 2,158

The bus depot wasn't much more than a glass cube of a waiting room and a warehouse that was more rust than anything else. Both should have been torn down years ago, she thought as she sat in the stale air of the waiting room trying to not count all the reflections again.

Two were missing.

Two people who were not in the room, were in the glass. They looked like a normal elderly couple, like anyone she could walk past in the street and not think twice about it yet one seat was empty whilst the other was full of someone's shopping bags.

As her next glance up she saw them notice her gaze and stand.

In the corners of her eyes she could see them moving through the glass and see people moving out of their way in front of her, parting like they were being gently pushed as the reflections drew closer and closer and closer until she felt someone's icy cold breath on the back of her next.

Translucent hands reached out from behind her to hold her own and she felt all warmth fade away.