When Olivia returns to her childhood home, something feels... off. The mirrors seem wrong. Her reflection lingers a second too long, her own face flickers with expressions she never made, and sometimes-just for a moment-it smiles when she isn't smiling.
At first, she tells herself it's exhaustion. A trick of the mind. But then, the whispers start. Soft at first. Then louder. Closer.
And one night, the mirror shatters.
Olivia wakes up in an endless, empty void-a warped reflection of her own world. She can see her home, her life, herself. But she isn't in it anymore.
Because someone else is.
Someone with her face. Someone who has been waiting for this moment all along.
Desperate to reclaim her life, Olivia fights to escape. But when she finally returns... something is still wrong. The house feels colder. The mirrors seem off. And then, she realizes the horrifying truth-
She never made it out.
Because the thing staring back at her from the glass isn't her reflection.
It's Olivia. The real Olivia.
And now, she's nothing more than a forgotten shadow-trapped behind the glass, watching as the imposter takes her place.
No one will ever know.
Because it knows her name.