Don’t Play the Mirror Game at 3 A.M | Dark Short Story

She thought it was just a game. Stand before the mirror, light a candle, and ask: “Who watches me?” But when she did, her reflection didn’t answer like it should. It smiled. And it wasn’t her. Shadows twisted, candlelight flickered, and that grin… impossibly wide, eyes black and endless. Some games aren’t meant to be played. Some reflections are waiting.

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