Arthur steps into a corridor of mirrors, but these reflections are not his own. Whispers echo from within, revealing a distorted figure mirroring his every move. Is it friend or foe?

As cracks spread across the glass, fragmented memories assault Arthur's mind—a child's scream, a darkened room, a broken mirror. The figure grows bolder, the pain intensifies, and the sensation of falling overwhelms him. What secrets do these reflections hold?

Then, darkness. The mirror shatters, and Arthur faces a chilling truth: he was never alone. Can Arthur piece together the shattered memories before the figure in the mirror consumes him entirely?