The door groaned on its ancient hinges, a sound that seemed to echo the reluctance in each crew member's heart as they stepped through the threshold. The room beyond was unlike any other part of Obsidian Hollow they had encountered. It was a chamber shrouded in darkness, save for the eerie glow emanating from the centerpiece—a large, ornate mirror framed in what appeared to be bones twisted into grotesque shapes.
"The Mirror of Shadows," the mysterious woman announced, her voice a whisper that seemed to slither through the air. "It reveals the truth hidden within the soul, the desires you dare not name, and the darkness you refuse to acknowledge."
Casanova raised an eyebrow, his usual smirk playing on his lips. "Sounds like my last relationship," he quipped, earning a sharp elbow jab from Valeria.
"Focus, Cas. This isn't a joke," she hissed, though her own voice betrayed a trace of nervousness.
