He looked at the mirror and laughed as his face contorted. A violent mixture of malice and greed.
They stood in front of the mirror and sang the song: “Smiling man, smiling man. Listen to me, appear, appear when we count to three.” They giggled in the bathroom as they waited. Nothing, they looked at each other smiles on their face as they opened the bathroom door. They froze, for there he stood.
