Tv M6 Direct -

The TV-Elara's lips moved, but no sound came from the set. Instead, a single line of white text scrolled across the bottom, like a news ticker.

Elara waved. The TV-Elara waved back, but with a slight, chilling delay. Tv M6 Direct

Behind the TV-Elara, in the reflection of the mirror on her wall, there was a shape. Taller than a person should be, its head brushing the ceiling, its limbs too long, its edges bleeding into the shadows. It was standing exactly where the real wardrobe stood. The TV-Elara's lips moved, but no sound came from the set

The word wasn't in a corner or an electronic program guide. It was written into the grey, as if carved by a fingernail on the inside of the glass. Then, the grey parted. The TV-Elara waved back, but with a slight, chilling delay

The ticker changed.

Elara didn't breathe. Behind her, the wardrobe door creaked open.