Video - Reflections of Fear: The Funhouse Trap

The clock struck midnight as Lyra ventured into the abandoned carnival, drawn by eerie melodies echoing from the derelict funhouse. The air was thick with decay, every creak of the wooden floorboards a whisper of forgotten laughter. As she wandered deeper, mirrors distorted her reflection into grotesque shapes. Suddenly, the music silenced, and the mirrors began to ripple like water. Lyra's reflection grinned back at her, eyes hollow and malevolent. She stumbled backward, but the exit had vanished. Trapped, she watched in terror as her reflection stepped out, leaving her forever imprisoned in a world of glass and shadows.