Horror Story in 100 Words

The hospital had no power, yet the hallway lights buzzed faintly.
Erin walked alone, her breath misting in the cold, stale air.
She passed a mirror — her reflection stood still.
She froze.
Another step — her reflection smiled.
She turned, but no one behind.
She looked back: the mirror was empty.
Down the hallway, the sound of dragging footsteps — slow, wet.
She ran.
Every wall she passed had mirrors.
None showed her.
In the final mirror, she saw herself lying on the floor.
Eyes wide. Lifeless.
Her reflection whispered,
"You’re not walking. You’re remembering."