an older woman standing in front of a mirror

In a quiet town, an old woman named Clara lived alone in a creaky house at the end of a dark road. Every night, she heard whispers calling her name. Disturbed but curious, she followed the voices to the attic, where she found an antique mirror covered in dust.When she looked into it, she saw not her reflection, but shadows of long-lost friends, all beckoning her to join them. Night after night, the whispers grew louder, the shadows more defined. One evening, Clara stepped closer, entranced. The moment she touched the glass, the mirror shattered, and the shadows surged forth, dragging her into their realm. The next day, the townsfolk noticed her absence. They peered into the mirror, only to see their own reflections smiling back--except for Clara, who now stood behind them, whispering their names.