Plot
A man walks by the same building every day on his commute to work. He always hears someone whispering to him to come visit, a familiar voice.
When he finally decides to follow the call, he finds himself looking back at him in a mirror.
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He pressed his hand against the mirror, and a small crack appeared at the bottom, slowly moving upward and eventually covering the surface entirely.
A shiver ran down his spine, hearing a whisper, an unfamiliar voice, behind him before the mirror collapsed, its shard spreading on the floor.
Grabbing his suitcase, he ran out of the building in a panic, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that something had latched onto him. His shoulders seemed to have become heavier.
'Strange self-breaking mirror in a building that had my voice. Sounds too elaborate to be a prank, and why on me?'
His uneasiness weighing on him; he decides to call in sick and head home. A figure hides in his shadow, mirroring his every movement.