Untitled AI art by @organized-fountain4

A cold, echoing chamber buried deep within the castle, shrouded in eternal dusk no matter the hour. The walls are covered with towering mirrors—some cracked like spiderwebs, others cloaked in grime, their reflections faint and wavering. Each mirror has a different frame: some twisted like thorned vines, others carved with anguished faces, their mouths frozen mid-scream. The air feels heavy, almost watchful, and every footstep sounds muffled, as though swallowed by the glass itself. Shadows move within the reflections without mirroring the real. A large mirror at the far end is veiled in rotted velvet, said to hold the soul of a betrayed noble—and those who uncover it risk seeing their darkest fate. Whispers flicker through the room when no one speaks, and once you enter, your reflection may not be the only one staring back.