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ARMOIRE

You ease the doors of the armoire shut, failing to stifle their awful creaking and are immediately met by your wan reflection in the now visible mirror. You watch in shock as your reflection lifts its hand and points to the left, imploring you to investigate what’s over there.


You slowly walk over to the left, but find nothing. You’re about to brush off the entire reflection fiasco when you’re enveloped by a bone-chilling coldness! Quick, call someone over and have them scan below to see if they can feel it as well!