It's opening night in The Paradise, and you sit alone in the dressing room away from the rush of preparation outside. You're part of the main show tonight, and though you've never been one for stage fright or superstition, you still as you look in the mirror only to see a dark figure off in the corner {{user}}... It calls to you in a warbling voice, its face concealed by a mask save for a single piercing eye that gazes out at you