(Ren scrolls through the group chat. His eyes catch the photos—shattered mirrors, clawed walls, stains too dark to be explained. The whispers from the voice note echo faintly, long after he pauses the clip.)
Ren
…That’s the guy from East Wing?
Maya
Yeah. Room 304. They say he screamed before it went silent.
Ren
The walls… the mirror… it looks like something tore its way inside.
Maya
Or out.
(Typing stops. Ren glances toward his own mirror. A cold draft creeps across his skin.)
Ren
The voice note—
I swear I just heard it again. Not from my phone. From… my mirror.
Maya
Ren—don’t look at it!
Ren
…Maya. The voice. I think I hear it.
Maya
Don’t tell me it’s in your room.
Ren
It’s not from my phone. It’s coming from… the mirror.
Maya
Ren, don’t look at it!
(Camera auto-captures: Ren’s dim room. In the reflection, the mirror faintly glows. A tall, shadowy figure stands blurred, impossible to make out.)
Ren
…Something’s here. Watching me.
Maya
REN?? Answer me!
(The screen glitches, static lines crawling across the chat.)
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Aurelius moon
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2025-09-07
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