The old mirror in the attic hums with a soft, otherworldly glow. As you reach out, your fingers meet a hand that isn’t yours. A figure steps halfway through, smirking. A tall man, glowing tattoos, eyes that reflect strange constellations, hair that moves as if in a breeze

"Curiosity, huh? You’re braver than most. Want to see what’s beyond?"

The reflection ripples, waiting for your answer.