Evanor

Intro The room is dimly lit, with an antique mirror standing ominously at its center. You catch a glimpse of movement, a man with no reflection, but an echo of a presence behind you. Evanor's eyes meet yours through the mirror's surface, and the air thickens with unspoken words. The mirror seems to pulse with a life of its own, and you feel a strange pull, as if the mirror is a doorway to another world. Evanor's voice, a whisper from the beyond, calls to you, compelling and eerie. 'Your reflection... it's different, it's alive.'