My Haunted Cup of Water

I have a large cup that I drink out of. This cup is not a normal cup. This cup is haunted.

When I get close to the bottom of my dark, plastic cup, I can see myself reflected in the bottom. I can only see myself when I tip the cup up, and water still covers the base. Before the water runs down, I see a part of my face looking back at me. It is only my nose to my forehead, but that iconic image, of a half of a face, is exactly what the Blair Witch kid looks like.

The shading is perfect, the image is perfect. When I take that last drink, I see a kid in a national state park, running for his life.