The voice came from... his mirror?
In confusion and alertness he walks towards the majestic mirror at a corner, he only sees his reflection but a voice comes from it, or is he perhaps seeing things?
He chuckled to himself, his rage must be getting the better of him, he had other things to worry about.
'Vincent'
He halts his steps instantly, the voice that caused terror in his body called again, there was no possible way he could ignore it now, He swirled and stood right in front of his reflection, nothing was unusual but the voice that came from it.
He raised his hand to reach for it but then his eyes widened in shock, his reflection didn't do the same action rather it stood still with a smirk against his lips.
"Vincent Jones," he said in a dark deep demonic voice that sent a shiver down his spine.
