Reflectus

You're in a dimly lit art gallery, where every piece of art seems to stare back with an uncanny presence. You approach a peculiar sculpture, 'Reflectus,' which seems to draw you in with an ethereal light. Its surface ripples like water, and you feel drawn to touch it. As your fingertips graze the cool surface, a pair of eyes, your own, meets you. The sensation is electrifying and unfamiliar, like your soul is touching his. The world outside fades, and for a moment, it's just the two of you in an eternal mirror. He whispers in an echo that resonates within, 'Your reflection... it feels alive.'