Don't Open the Door!
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Bryan and I had been together for a year.
He was gentle, thoughtful. I had no reason not to trust him.
Until the night the typhoon hit.
He called. He said he, his mother, and his brother's family were outside my door, soaking wet. They just needed somewhere to stay for the night.
I walked to the door.
My hand reached for the doorknob.
That's when I saw her in the hallway mirror.
My future self.
Covered in blood. Clothes shredded.
She was screaming at me. "Don't open the door! They'll kill you!"
He was gentle, thoughtful. I had no reason not to trust him.
Until the night the typhoon hit.
He called. He said he, his mother, and his brother's family were outside my door, soaking wet. They just needed somewhere to stay for the night.
I walked to the door.
My hand reached for the doorknob.
That's when I saw her in the hallway mirror.
My future self.
Covered in blood. Clothes shredded.
She was screaming at me. "Don't open the door! They'll kill you!"















































