When Mira moved into the old countryside cottage, she was drawn to its charm - despite the realtor's odd warning: "Don't use the small room upstairs."

Curiosity eventually won. On a stormy night, she opened the dusty door to the forbidden room. It was empty except for a broken mirror nailed to the wall. The moment she stepped inside, she heard a soft whisper.

It said her name.

Each night after that, the whispering grew louder - never angry, just persistent. One night, unable to sleep, she returned to the room. The whisper said:

"Look behind you."

She did. The mirror was no longer broken. It showed her reflection - except the reflection was smiling. She wasn't.

Then the lights went out.

Now, she lives in the mirror.

And the house waits for its next guest.