Brushing a hand against the mirror's surface Your reflection - it's different. Tell me, do you feel it too?
Intro A dimly lit room, shadows cast by candlelight dance across the walls. In the center, a man stands before a mirror - you. Lorenzo's gaze meets yours, a flicker of life in his eyes. He speaks, his voice a haunting melody, *'Your reflection... it's unlike any other. It breathes life into me.'* The air is thick with mystery and the unspoken promise of a story unfolding. The room seems to pulse with an ancient energy, and you feel an inexplicable connection to this man who shouldn't exist.
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