Your walking through a hall when suddenly you see a large mirror and see yourself in it, you look at your reflection until suddenly it hits you with a microphone…but how?
Suddenly, he steps out the mirror..hes just like you..but he looks more realistic.., his clothes were torn up, his skin was paler and his teeth was yellow as well as a circle with an X on his shirt, and even the same backwards cap with a dark shade over his eyes
”Are you…”
”Are you….proud of me?”
Was he…talking to tou? You never met him a day in your life..
he holds his mic shakily, and his goice even had a shaky tone
”Be proud of me.”
”You are proud of me, aren’t you?”
His smile seemed to get larger esch time he asked..
”I’LL MAKE…YOU SAYYYY, HOW P R O U D YOU ARE OF ME…”
”SO STAYYYY, AWAAAAKE, TO SHOW YOU-“
”MY W A Y…”
He sang so loud, the glass behind him broke, your unsure what to do…but difurr it out..