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My old friend Rian and I were best friends since we were kids. We were like brothers. We always stayed together and knew each other's deepest secrets. But after college, Rian started to change. He became quiet. His eyes were often red. The strangest thing was that he always refused to be photographed or stand near a mirror. If he saw his reflection by accident, he would shake as if he was disgusted. One evening, I visited Rian's apartment. The lights were off. Only a candle gave a weak light. "Why is it so dark, Yan? Is the power out?" I asked while looking for the light switch. "Don't! Just leave it like this. It's more... calm," Rian's voice was hoarse. He was sitting with his back to me. I looked closely. There was a strange smell, like dead jasmine flowers mixed with wet dirt. "Yan, be honest. What is wrong? You are very strange lately. Are you sick?" Rian was quiet for a long time. When he moved, he did it in a stiff, broken way, like a puppet on strings. "I'm... fine. Just thinking a lot." I felt very uncomfortable. I decided to go home. As I stood up, my eyes caught something in the corner, behind Rian's back. It was a large mirror covered with a black cloth. The cloth was slightly open at the bottom. My curiosity was stronger than my fear. I slowly walked towards the mirror, planning to straighten the cloth. "DON'T!" Rian screamed. His voice was high-pitched and deep, not like the Rian I knew. Rian suddenly stood right in front of me, just a few centimeters away. His red eyes now glowed faintly. His smile... the smile was too wide, showing a set of teeth that were not normal. "Never look at my reflection. There will be nothing left of the 'Rian' you know there," he whispered. His voice shook like the buzzing of a fly. I froze. My knees felt weak. I could not move. I could only stare into those red eyes. Suddenly, the red eyes moved. Not to me, but to my right shoulder. Then, with a very slow movement, something grew out of Rian's back. It was not a hand, but a lump of black flesh that formed into a long, thin finger. The finger reached out to my shoulder, touching my jacket. "I have been here for a long time. Long before 'Rian' became your friend," another voice whispered. This voice came from behind Rian. It was heavier and shaky, as if many voices spoke at once. The black finger squeezed my shoulder with unbelievable strength. I forced myself to look. I quickly glanced behind Rian, towards the slightly open mirror. The reflection in the mirror was not Rian. The reflection was a tall, thin figure with two small horns on its head, jet-black skin, and its eyes were two holes of fire. The figure smiled widely, and the most terrifying thing... ...the figure held Rian's real head in its hand, as if it had just pulled it from his neck. The black hand on my shoulder pushed me away. In a flash, the figure in front of me—the one that looked like Rian—turned and disappeared into the darkness. I fell to the floor. I heard a high-pitched, loud laugh filling the room. When I managed to crawl out and run as fast as I could, I promised myself to forget the name 'Rian' forever. I knew my childhood friend had been replaced, stolen, or maybe... he was never really there from the start. There was only The Shadow Next to the Mirror, waiting for its victim. Stake : rangerpink

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