She was looking at the place where the mirror had hung.
But the job lasted only a few hours and Flossie found herself running, her heart.
It was her job to see that the trays were carried up to Miss Rowland on time.
Flossie Palmer worked in the kitchen at 16 Varley Street.
Then something moved.
There was a shuffling and a sighing, and a deep and dreadful groan.
Instead there was a blackness, a dark hole full of shadows.
It didn\'t reflect anything because the glass was gone.
She was looking at the place where the mirror had hung