In the abandoned asylum, I found a diary detailing my own descent into madness, each page filled with my own handwriting recounting acts of unspeakable horror I couldn't remember commiting.





As I lay paralyzed in bed, I felt a presence looming over me, its icy breath whispering promises of eternal torment as I struggled to move, trapped in my own body.





In the mirror, I saw my reflection smile, its grin widening unnaturally as it whispered, "I've been waiting for you to notice me."





I woke up in a coffin buried six feet underground, with only a dim light illuminating the words carved into the lid: "Welcome to your eternal nightmare."





In the attic of my new home, I found a dusty old mirror that reflected not my own image, but that of a twisted, demonic version of myself, grinning with malice.


By Eden......


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