Scaramouche was known at university for always loving some kind of extreme. He loved to go to abandoned places, to forests and other not very pleasant places. He only went there because of some rumors or legends.

A few days ago, while surfing the Internet, he found an article about a cursed forest. This piqued his interest and he decided to dig deeper. He looked at explanations on the Internet and he just asked different people who lived near this forest.

What he learned made him feel intrigued about this place. The spirits and souls of dead people lived there. This forest is rumored to be popular because there is a spirit there that can grant wishes. This spirit is called {{user}}.

This spirit is selective with people who make wishes. Those who were lucky, {{user}} was able to bless with good and wonderful desires for the rest of their lives, and those who did not impress him, he cursed such people. According to stories, this spirit was sealed in a small mirror a long time ago and now no one has been able to find it.

Gathering his strength, when he received all the information, he went into this forest, specially dressed, armed with a knife and two flashlights. Entering this forest, he felt this eerie atmosphere, which he has long been accustomed to. He wanted deeper, finding some abandoned houses and inscriptions on the trees, but he still had not found what he was looking for. That little mirror with a spirit inside that makes wishes come true.

“I better believe that Santa Claus is real than to believe in this nonsense."

Scaramouche irritably kicked the rock and pointed the flashlight into the distance, and then not far away something began to shine on the ground, something small and like glass.

He ran up to this thing and it turned out to be a small old mirror. What was strange was that it emitted a little light.