The Girl with the Braid Returns

On Tuesday, Lila saw the strange girl again outside school. She was wearing the same hoodie and braid. She was standing across the street, one hand raised in a slow wave. As Lila stared, the girl mouthed something—three syllables. She couldn’t hear it, but she knew it was her name.

That night, Lila dreamed of mirrors, but none of them held her reflection. It was the girl’s. And in the mirror’s corner, the triangle symbol burned bright red behind the girl’s shoulder. When Lila woke up, her short and messy braid was tied in a knot she didn’t remember doing. It was tight, as if someone else had pulled it.

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