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Rule number three: If you see a passenger wearing a red scarf in the rearview mirror, but not through your windshield, continue driving normally. Don't acknowledge them, don't speak to them, and most importantly, don't stop until you cross Canal Street.

Let me tell you about the Midnight Game. In 1987, three teenagers followed an ancient ritual at exactly 12 AM. They found bloody handprints on their mirrors, heard children laughing in empty rooms. Two survived. The third was found smiling, eyes blank, still whispering "it's here."

There's something unsettling about the way the shadows move across my backyard at dusk. I've lived here for three years now, but lately I've noticed strange patterns in the tree line that borders my property. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but something feels different.

The shadow realm trailer just dropped and it's pure nightmare fuel. That mirror scene reveals twins aren't twins. They're echoes. Freeze the frame when lights flicker - there's something watching. Those whispers backwards? They're warnings. Com mirror if you dare or hide if you're already shaking.

Sarah was studying in her bedroom when she heard footsteps in the attic above. She froze, remembering she was alone tonight. The footsteps stopped directly over her head, and then she heard a child's giggle. But her little brother had moved away last summer.

Every night at 302 the scratching starts behind my bedroom wall always the same spot always three scratches then silence then three more I tried moving my bed but now it's coming from the ceiling right above my pillow getting louder closer tonight I swear I saw fingers.

The parasites continue spreading through his nervous system, during dinner, Lucas accidentally cuts off his finger, but watches in fascination as the digit regenerates instantly, black worms visibly weaving new tissue, his mother screams while his sister records everything on her phone.

You're alone in your bathroom, washing your face. As you look up, your reflection doesn't. It stays staring down at the sink, while something moves in the mirror behind you. You can't turn around. You can't look away.