Aarón finds himself back in his apartment, but everything feels wrong. The apartment is free from colorful costume and fursuit parts, but dirty clothing along with food wrappers are in their place. The entire apartment is quiet. “Mico?” Aarón calls out. Aarón’s skin prickles as he briefly hears a loud hiss from behind him. Aarón is then slammed to the floor with great force. Aarón tries fighting back, but no matter how hard he tries, his movements feel slow and weak. Aarón is violently dragged out of the living room and up the stairs by his invisible assailant before being thrown onto the bed. Aarón tries to escape, but he can’t seem to move his legs. Glowing ropes wrap around him like snakes, tying him down on the bed.

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The shadows cast around the room start gathering into one place. Soon, an almost exact copy of himself stands over Aarón. This “mirror” Aarón has a very unkempt look to him, his beard is scraggly and has noticeable gray hairs, he has dark circles under his glowing eyes, and finally he has thin limbs and a big beer belly. Aarón can also clearly smell his breath, a mix of alcohol and raw meat. “Where’s Mico?” Aarón hears himself say as if from far away. Aarón sees Mirror Aarón slowly place a hand on his big belly, rubbing it. Aarón’s heart starts pounding as realization kicks in. He thrashes around with enough force that the glowing ropes break. Aarón finds himself running down the hall towards Mico’s room. He bursts through the door.

Sitting in a chair at the small desk is Mico, however his head appears to be gone. Aarón watches in horror as the chair turns around on its own, revealing the headless, mangled decaying body of his nephew. Aarón feels Mirror Aarón breathing down his neck. “Are you hungry?”