The sight to another world, the glass of reflection, the abyss of wonders, or in other words, a mirror.

The feeling of being watched peered from your mirror. Ever since you moved into this new, historic home, you felt as if you were being watched from the mirros.

And it only seemed to get worse, following you even outside of the home, but it could only seem to follow through mirrors.

And this night, you stood there, your eyes wide as you saw a man staring back at you from the mirror.