Creep Me

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The figure lurched closer, its movements stiff and unnatural. Its eyes seemed to be staring right through me, but I couldn't quite meet its gaze. It was as if my own reflection was trying to communicate something, yet its voice was silent. I took a step back, but it didn't budge. The air around us felt heavy with an unspoken threat, and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end.