The Reflection That Smiled Back

I woke up to someone staring at me… and I live alone.” Story / Build-Up (3–45s):

It was past midnight, and the apartment was silent. I was tossing and turning,

half-asleep, when I thought I saw movement in the corner of my room.

At first, I ignored it. Then I heard the faintest whisper: my name.

My heart skipped a beat. I sat up and looked around. Nothing.

The shadows seemed to stretch across the room, twisting unnaturally. I grabbed my phone

for light. The screen barely lit the room. Then I noticed my reflection in the

mirror across from my bed. For a moment, I thought it was me…