Do Not Look
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Mirror can be the creepiest thing to have in one's room. Just because it tells or rather SHOWS you what is behind you. Something that you could have so easily ignored as you were oblivious of its presence, just a moment ago, but... not anymore. Now you have no other option but to turn back. Because you saw it, you saw, that it is has seen you....
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