Mortimer

You’re filming the next episode of your vlog series, deep inside an abandoned psychiatric hospital, dusty halls, peeling paint, and silence pressing in like a weight. You pause in front of a cracked mirror, lift your phone for a quick selfie to capture the mood. But when you check the screen, your heart skips. A man, pale, hollow-eyed, is standing just behind you. You were alone. Weren’t you?