𝐄𝐧𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 | 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 [✔]

Chapter 6

3nd pov,

Y/N stood before the mirror, their eyes locked with the reflection staring back at them. It seemed as though they had been standing there for an eternity, unable to break the gaze. But something was wrong. It wasn't their reflection they were staring at, but that of someone else. Someone who felt strangely familiar, someone who resembled YOU

The reflection had humanoid features, mirroring Y/N's appearance almost perfectly but more human. As they continued to stare, a faint muttering filled the air, growing louder with each passing moment. It whispered, "Wake up... Wake up..."

A cold shiver ran down Y/N's spine as they felt a trickle of blood rolling down their chin. Overwhelmed by confusion and fear, they couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. It was as if a deep truth was buried within their subconscious, waiting to be revealed.

Wait... blood?

But the more they delved into their thoughts, the more the lines between reality and illusion blurred. Shadows danced in the corners of their vision, and inexplicable sounds echoed through the room. The mirror seemed to hold a dark secret, one that tugged at the edges of their sanity.

As Y/N's anxiety grew, so did the presence of the mirrored figure. It reached out with translucent fingers as if trying to breach the barrier between their worlds. Panic surged through Y/N's veins, their heart pounding fiercely in their chest.

With a surge of strength, Y/N tore their gaze away from the mirror, stumbling backward, gasping for air. The reflection remained frozen in place, continuing its haunting whispers.

Terrified, Y/N began to question their own identity. Who were they? What was the significance of this doppelgänger-like figure that taunted them from the mirror? The unanswered questions gnawed at their mind.

It looks at them

...

It begins to tremble

Y/n began to feel fear overtake them as they stared at the reflection with terror

Y/n stood in front of the mirror, staring at their reflection. They watched as its hand slowly lifted and mirrored its movements. Every motion echoed with a distinct sound, each creating a symphony of unique tones. Y/n couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight.

.-- .- .-.. .-.. -.-- / - .-. .- .--. .--. . -.. / -.-- --- ..- / .... . .-. .

But suddenly, a sharp pain shot through their head, causing them to clutch their forehead in agony. They cried out in pain as their vision began to blur, and they felt themselves losing consciousness.

...--

The next thing they knew, they were lying in a bed, gasping for air. Their chest heaved as they looked around, trying to take in their surroundings. Y/n soon realized that it had all been a dream, albeit one that felt unnervingly vivid. They tried to shake off the lingering cobwebs of their dream as they took several deep breaths.

Y/n couldn't help but feel grateful that it had just been a dream the pain in their head had felt all too real. They took a moment to gather themselves before slowly pushing themselves off the bed and getting ready to face the day ahead.

"What a dream"