Daniel never thought twice about mirrors.Until the day his reflection smiled first.At first, it's small things — movements slightly out of sync, expressions that don't belong to him. Easy to ignore. Easy to explain away.But it doesn't stop.The reflection watches him. Learns him. Waits.And then, one night, it steps closer than it should.What begins as a disturbance becomes something far worse — a slow, creeping realisation that whatever is staring back at him is no longer just a reflection.It's something else.Something patient.Something that wants out.A dark psychological horror about identity, control, and the moment you realise you are no longer alone — even in your own skin.