Teeth

The shadows of the ancient library appeared as though they followed Elise, watching as she struggled in the dim light to search the shelves. A muffled groan from the corner of the room startled her, she looked around. It must be the creaky old floorboards she thought. Elsie walked towards a dusty mirror propped next to some shelves. "Come on, pull yourself together girl," she told her reflection "find the tome, get back, and get paid. Easy." Suddenly Elise felt a hand close its cold fingers around her shoulder, but as she stared into the mirror there was nothing behind her. Slowly she turned her head and was greeted by a smile which bore sharp silvery fangs.