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... p> For a moment, the chaos outside was nothing more than a muffled hum behind a concrete wall.
I walked to the sink and stared at the rusted faucet, the chipped porcelain, the tiny puddle of red water that refused to drain.
Blood dripped from my fingertips, leaving small crimson prints as I walked toward the mirror.
Then I looked up.
The mirror greeted me like a stranger.
And the man staring back... wasn’t me.
I stood in front of it.
And fo ...
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