The Mirror Collector
Every reflection tells a story — some refuse to let go.
Marina collected mirrors from estate sales and old ruins. Her house glittered with reflections, hundreds of faces following her wherever she went.
One night, she noticed something strange — in one mirror, her reflection smiled a second too late. Then it waved when she didn’t.
Over the next few weeks, more reflections began to move on their own — whispering, laughing, sometimes crying. When she tried to cover the mirrors, she found messages written in fog:
“Let us out.”
The climax: Marina vanished. When the police entered her home, every mirror was cracked except one — which showed a woman standing inside, her hand pressed to the glass, smiling faintly.
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