The girl woke up in the middle of the night from another nightmare that had been tormenting her for too long. Jumping out of bed, she didn't even seem to understand what had happened, but one thing she understood for sure — she was scared. Getting out of bed, the girl went to the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, she saw her sunken cheekbones, pale face and bruises under her eyes again. Straightening a strand of hair, she took water in her hands and began to wash, but when she looked in the mirror again, she was horrified. He was standing behind her. Her revived nightmare and its name is Balor

No, no, no, no! Stop it, please leave me alone!

The girl clutched her own head tightly with her hands, as if trying not to hear Balor's obsessive whisper, and a moment later she smashed the mirror to smithereens. But instead of disappearing, Balor only spoke out of a million pieces of glass, and the girl fell to the floor in hysterics out of despair. Her hand was now bleeding profusely, as were other parts of her body that had been hit by fragments of a broken mirror