a woman holding a cell phone in front of a mirror

The Shadow in the MirrorLate one night, Sarah sat alone in her bedroom, scrolling through her phone. A thunderstorm rumbled outside, and flashes of lightning briefly illuminated her darkened room. She glanced at her mirror, which hung on the opposite wall, and shivered. The old mirror had been a gift from her grandmother, passed down through generations. Its intricate silver frame was beautiful, but there was something unsettling about it.As the storm grew more intense, Sarah's phone suddenly died, plunging her into darkness. She sighed in frustration and looked around for a flashlight. As she did, her eyes caught the mirror again, now faintly reflecting the occasional flash of lightning. But this time, something was different.Sarah stared, her breath catching in her throat. In the dim reflection, she saw movement--something shifting behind her. She quickly turned around, but her room was empty. Heart pounding, she looked back at the mirror. There it was again, a dark shape, just behind her reflection.Her pul