45–Mirror, Mirror

[What if your mirror started talking to you? What might the mirror say?]

            “H-h…”

            “Beh hell?” I asked through a mouth full of toothpaste, turning around to look for the source of the sound.

            “H…”

            I spat out the toothpaste and put my toothbrush down, searching the bathroom for the sound’s source with more vigor. Whatever the sound was, I didn’t like the feeling I got when I heard it. It was…creepy, as though suspenseful music straight out of a horror movie began playing.

            “Heeeeh…”

            “Okay, f*** this, that sounded like an old man’s voice.” I grabbed my phone from the bathroom sink countertop and moved to leave the room. Until…

            “He-help me…”

            I immediately spun in place on the heel of my foot, reentering the bathroom.

            “I can’t just leave after hearing something like that!” I excitedly whispered to myself. “If that’s a ghost, this’ll be awesome. If it’s a prank, I’ll just be pissed that it wasn’t a ghost.”

            To be extra sure, I ruffled through the contents of the cabinets below the sink but found nothing suspicious.

            “P-please help me…”

            “Damn it! That better be a ghost! I wanna see a damn ghost!” I shouted, angrily contemplating whether I should try to get into the bathroom walls to search for the sound’s source.

            “T-…the mirror…”

            I froze in place, emotions cooling, and turned to face my reflection in the large, two-meter-long mirror above the sink. “Yo? You a ghost?”

            “Contin…nue looking at meeee…”

            I frowned at not receiving a proper answer but decided to play along, thinking that if I became cursed by my actions, the worst I would need to do was fight some supernatural beings…which would allow me to take that off my bucket list.

            “Please be a supernatural being that pops out of the mirror to fight me…” I chanted for five minutes until I received a response.

            “Thank you, Master. I am a Mirror Spirit—harmless. I am powered by the gazes of the sapient, and yours has brought me to life.” The same creepy voice as before replied.

            “Damn it! No fighting, then?” I complained.

            “No, I won’t be able to perform combat for a long time before I reach a certain level. However, I can act as a conduit of magic and, depending on your resources, summon something for Master to fight, if that so pleases you.”

            “Sign me the f*** up for getting you to level! How do I help you level up?!”

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