As the echoes of my confrontation with the mysterious voice still reverberated in my mind, I found myself grappling with an overwhelming sense of confusion and unease. The enigmatic words that had passed between me and my own reflection in the shattered mirror haunted my thoughts.
"I have no idea what is happening to me. I have no idea what those sentences meant that I spoke to that unknown voice echoing in my ear. Everything feels different, as if I've become a different person all of a sudden," I mused, my mind whirling with uncertainty.
Unable to contain my distress, I pressed my hand to my forehead and glanced at the broken mirror, which now lay in shattered pieces on the table. The reflection that had once gazed back at me with a mocking smirk remained fragmented, each shard reflecting a distorted version of myself.
"Is this an illusion?" I wondered aloud, my voice tinged with disbelief.
