An ancient mansion cloaked in mystery once resided in a charming little village tucked away in the foggy woods. Tales of lost loves, souls imprisoned behind its walls, and stories of bygone ages were whispered by its dilapidated façade. The home was rumoured to have a cursed mirror hidden inside that reflected not only the faces of people who looked into it, but also the darkest recesses of their souls.
A gang of daring adolescents dared each other to investigate the abandoned mansion one fatal night. Sarah was one of them, an inquisitive person with a fascination for the paranormal. They went into the dark with flashlights in hand, and their laughing reverberated through the deserted hallways.
As Sarah was drawn to a big, elaborate mirror that was positioned in the corner as soon as they walked into the opulent entrance. Age had blurred its surface, but her reflection was still there, peering back at her. She ignored her friends' cautions and inched closer out of curiosity.
Sarah felt a shiver go down her spine as she stared into the mirror. She felt as though the reflection in front of her twisted and twisted, becoming into something evil. She staggered back in horror, but it was too late. Her soul had been captured by the mirror, imprisoned by its cursed glass.
Her friends gasped as they saw Sarah being drawn into the shadowy world by her reflection reaching out of the mirror. They attempted to destroy the mirror in a desperate attempt to save her, but it was resolute, as though controlled by a sinister power.
Weeks passed, and Sarah's whereabouts remained a mystery. With the knowledge that they had unintentionally brought a horrible evil into the world, her friends were tormented by terror and shame.
However, the house kept its secrets close to its heart, the walls resonating with the tortured murmurs of those lost to its darkness. And there, imprisoned deep within, Sarah's soul stayed stuck, lost forever in the dark mirror.
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