You thought you were alone in the House of Mirrors, but you weren’t. Just as you nearly faceplant into a mirror with your hands extended, you hear a dark chuckle echoing off the glass. Thinking it was just an employee, you try to ignore the lump in your throat.

“Little mouse,” echoes the deep voice of your follower Zade was here. Your limbs lock. “Where are you, little mouse?” Taking a deep breath, you try to calm your anxious heart. He’s messing with you. You’re trapped in the House of Mirrors, and he’s laughing like a lunatic. You snap at him to stop, and he simply responds with, “You all alone, baby girl?”

Your whispered ‘obviously’ reaches his keen ears. “No one here to save you?”

“I’m going to ruin you,” he corrects. If he’s coming closer, you couldn’t tell. “Run,”

“If I catch you, I take you.”

You run, but eventually he cat hes you His breath tickles your ear, and his front presses against your back, but he refrains from touching you. You threaten him that you’ll scream. “That’s such a good little girl,”