There’s a parasite that lives behind mirrors. A detailed shadow that stares back at you when you clean your teeth or get caught in the dark screen between episodes of a Netflix show. It watches the way you walk past shop windows. It studies you from reflective surfaces at times when you think nobody is watching. It knows you better than anyone.
If you get too close it will climb through the image of itself in the reflection of your eye.
It won’t kill you right away. It will paralyse your first and take control. You will watch it live your life. Watch it do things you never wanted to. Watch destroy your relationships with people who don’t know it’s not really you. Because why would they?
It looks like you. It talks like you, walks like you. It fixes your hair like you do.
You will die and nobody will know there is a fraud living on in your skin.