The Cursed Reflection

In a small town, an antique shop had a mirror that was straight up cursed, lowkey skibidi vibes. A curious girl decided to test the edge of fear and looked into the dank glass. Suddenly, a shadowy goon lurked behind her, but when she turned, nothing was there. She brushed it off, but that figure kept creeping closer in the mirror, sigma style. Nightmares hit hard, and sleep became a no-go as fear took the wheel. Eventually, she returned to the shop, desperate to ditch the haunted toilet of a mirror. The shopkeeper just smiled, saying she would always carry that darkness, a ship of fears sailing forever.