Stand before the mirror if you dare, but be prepared.
No mercy comes from saying the name that sends a shiver down your spine,
a chill that is designed to remind that you’ll get no reprieve,
even if you don’t believe in the things we can’t see.
Are you not afraid?
Are you prepared for the price that must be paid?
Step up to the mirror and say the name that maims,
Not once, not twice, say it thrice
Turning in between to entice her into your mirror,
giving you a glimmer of a future cut short
by the rage of a ghost you awoke
by invoking her name in a deadly game.