What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Yourself?
A copy of your own face?
A person who supposedly looks like you, and yet is not you, and never will be?
The only way you will ever see yourself as others supposedly do?
The closest you can get to seeing yourself ?
A twisted inverse image?
An opposite?
A creature who likes to hide in your reflection?
A creature who likes to pretend to be you but never hits the intended goal, who is always and forever a flipped version of you?
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Aiden has never liked mirrors. He didn’t like reflective surfaces in general. But mirrors? He hated them the most.
See unlike most people his reflection was never just a reflection. It had always had a life of its own. Sure, it could and would often behave like any other reflection, but it didn’t have to. It didn’t stop there either. It could affect the world outside of the mirror at times, although clearly that took energy it didn’t always have, unless it was minor things with him. From shifting his hair slightly, to light taps, even hugs (if you could call the embraces hugs, which implied something that the embraces always missed).
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This wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t so malevolent. It had the habit of attacking people it didn’t like, when it was able. Normally they were fine and no one connected it back to Aiden.
He and they weren’t always so lucky. On many occasions it had seemingly driven people of various sorts to madness, they had even made it onto local news a couple of times, although no one knew the source, they all knew it was the same creature, the victims always called it the same name: Shard.
The name would have been more suspicious had it not been for its other victims. The ones that didn’t survive the attacks. They were always covered in many cuts and puncture wounds, either succumbing to blood loss or dying from the stress and fear taking a toll on their bodies and minds. Although the survivors that went insane often had similar, although minor, injuries as well.
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Aiden would have, and had tried to, tell authorities about Shard, he didn’t exactly want a murderous creature being practically free to do as it pleased. The five dead bodies that were left discouraged him.
He didn’t have a way to contact someone who could actually handle a creature like Shard, so anyone who he could contact would just wind up dead. And sure that happening multiple times would draw attention, but he wasn’t willing to let however many people it took to get someone who could deal with Shard.
Although, luckily or not a high ranking group of mythical investigators were currently in Uras’s larger sister city Eres. He was perhaps naively hoping Shard would be noticed by them, they would no doubt be strong enough to handle it. It wasn’t likely, investigators from elsewhere had never really picked up on Shard, probably thinking it an urban legend. Though if he could help it his classes field trip to the Eres branch of mythical investigation (Uras didn’t have its own branch) tomorrow would allow a mention of Shard to reach the ears of someone important.
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He just hoped Shard wasn’t feeling murderous, and that the building didn’t have many reflections.