Clara noticed it first in her bathroom mirror: a faint silhouette that moved independently of her own reflection. At first, she thought it was a trick of the light, but the shadow began mimicking actions she hadn’t performed—sometimes smiling when she was sad, sometimes frowning when she felt joy. As the days passed, it started interacting with her world, whispering warnings, moving objects, even appearing in her photographs. Terrified, Clara searched for answers in ancient texts and occult forums, eventually discovering that the shadow was a version of herself from a parallel dimension, trying to warn her about a disaster she was unknowingly about to trigger. But every attempt to confront it only made the shadow stronger.
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