Video - Reflections of Terror: The Graveyard Secret

In the moonlit graveyard, Elara dug feverishly, her heart racing with each shovelful of earth. She had to know if the rumors were true. The chill of the night seeped into her bones, whispering doubts. Her spade struck something solid. She pried open the old coffin, revealing a pristine mirror instead of remains. Her reflection grinned back, eyes gleaming with malice not her own. "I've waited," it hissed, as her image clawed its way out, pulling her in. Trapped, Elara screamed in silence, now a ghostly specter within the glass, forever watching as the imposter emerged to live her life.