Eva's Grandmother's House - Boston - 6:00 PM
Eva pulled her black 1967 Chevy Impala into the parking lot. She didn't turn it off right away, instead she sat back in her seat and stared at the place. She was not in anyway happy to be here, she wanted to be anywhere else. The hum of the engine flowed through her ears as her eyes scanned the old brick house, memories of birthdays and other celebrations. A soft smile spread on her lips as she remembered the day she got her acceptance letter for university.
~~ Years Earlier ~~
"Eva! It's here, your letter...come read it out loud to me!" Gran's voice boomed through the house. Eva was in her room when she heard her Gran, and wasted no time to complete the request that was yelled out. Skipping two steps at a time, Eva was soon in front of her Gran.
"Where is it? Oh, thank you." Eva said as she received the letter in her hands. With shaky movements, she lifted the paper out of the envelope. She quickly scanned the contents, then read the confirmation out loud. Happy yells soon followed from both women, and they hugged and cried together like fools. When they pulled away, both were wiping tears from their eyes. Eva could see the happiness in Gran's brown eyes, a mirror image of her own eyes, so much happiness...
~~ Present Time ~~
With a smile on her face, Eva turned off the car and stepped out. As she used one hand to tuck a few fallen strands of hair behind her ears, the other pocketed her keys. Her steps were a bit heavy, carrying some sadness in them, as she made her way to the front door of the house.
The house still smelled the same, like a field filled with lavenders. The scent sent tears to Eva's eyes, from the smell being so strong or the memories it brought, she couldn't tell. She figured since she was so emotional right now, anything that would spark memories would spark an emotion or reaction in the mind-
'Stop it Eva. We're not in school anymore.' She told herself, shaking her head as she tried to forget her scientific impulses.
With a sigh, Eva started up towards the attic. She figured she'd work her way top to bottom, starting with the attic. Ah, the attic...one place she wasn't allowed to venture into as a child. 'To dangerous.' Her Gran used to say, but now Gran wanted her to go in there.
Eva's wavy brown hair bounced slightly as she made her way to the top of the house. Her hand now rested on the cool metal of the handle, and then she pushed the door open. A cold gust of air hit Eva as she entered the room, sending a slight shiver down her arms and back. There wasn't much in the old attic, a few boxes and...and object covered by a large cloth. Eva could guess what it was by it's size, a mirror. Pulling back the sheet, she smiled. A simple, but beautiful, mirror stood before her. Another sigh escaped her lips as she went to touch the mirror.
"I wish I could go away. Be anywhere else." Eva murmured as her fingertips softly glided down the glass. With a snap of her wrist, she pulled away when a vibration hit her fingertips. Her eyes widened as her reflection seemed to fade, and another image appeared. Before she could make anything out, she turned on her heel and ran out of the attic and then to her old room.
"I'm going crazy, my mind has snapped from the pressure of..of..." Eva tried to make sense of what had happened, but she laid on her bed and fell asleep.