Chapter Two
A Dark Reflection
Noor woke up the next morning with a heavy weight pressing on her chest.
The room looked normal, as if everything that had happened the night before had been nothing but a dream… yet she still felt the presence of the key she had found beside the abandoned room echoing in her mind like a silent scream.
She sat on her bed, her eyes drifting toward the small mirror on the desk, wondering if she would see that same sinister smile again.
But the room was empty, and her reflection looked normal… or so she thought.
While having breakfast, she noticed something strange on her phone.
A message from an unknown number:
"You're not the one who should be here… get ready."
A shiver ran through her body. She couldn't tell if it was a real threat or just a trick of her exhausted mind.
But she knew she couldn't ignore this anymore.
Something was following her… something from the mirror.
Later, at the university, she tried to act normally, but everything felt different.
Her friends were giving her strange looks—some even smiled in ways she didn't recognize, as if they knew something she didn't.
And when she glanced at the library window, she saw a faint movement… a tall shadow slipping between the trees, a shadow that resembled the man she had seen in the mirror.
That night, she couldn't wait any longer.
She took the key from her drawer and decided to return to the abandoned room.
The cold air greeted her, and the shifting shadows moved with her steps, as if she were walking into another world's heart.
She lifted the cloth off the large mirror…
and the reflection smiled back at her, clearer than ever, its grey eyes gleaming as if to say:
"Finally… your time has come."
A chill crawled up Noor's spine.
It was obvious now—this wasn't just a reflection…
but the beginning of a game whose rules she didn't yet understand.
— "W-What… do you want from me?" Noor whispered, her voice tightening with fear.
The reflection stepped forward, as if the mirror was no longer a barrier:
— "You… are just the beginning."
At that moment, the grey man appeared in the corner of the mirror—closer than she ever imagined—his eyes watching her intently, silently.
Noor felt a tremor deep inside her, as if she were losing control over herself, over her reality, over everything.
Then the reflection moved—faster than any human could—and leaned closer, smiling with eerie delight:
— "Are you ready… to see the truth?"
Noor stepped back, but she couldn't run.
Every part of her mind screamed: Don't run… you need to know.
And as the reflection approached, a faint shadow appeared behind the grey man—something that hadn't been there before…
Noor felt the game had only just begun, that the world around her was no longer safe, and that her fight with the reflection wasn't just a confrontation…
but a war for her existence—and her identity.