You wake up in a world full of mirrors and checkerboard tiled floorings. In the distance you can hear a voice. It’s rough and a little scratchy but it sounds so nice to hear as it sounds like it’s getting closer.

It echoes in the hall of mirrors as it gets closer and closer to reveal… boyfriend? No… it wasn’t him… at least… not with his appearance.

“I’ll make… you say… how proud… you… are of me…”