you concentrate on the face and try to make out what it is saying. The more you look at the face the more it comes into focus and what its saying starts to make sense. You lean forward to hear more and the face whispers its secrets to you.
Had anyone bodered to look for you they would have found your body lying on the dirty tiled floor of the staff bathroom.A large crack running down your bloody forehead matching the one in the mirror you were talking to yourself in.