It Begins Anew
In the abandoned and ruined halls of the Leibniz Laboratory , there lies a rumor of a locked room, kept in pristine condition. And it is said, that if an individual manages to navigate the desecrated building alone, if they press their ear to the door, they can hear familiar voices call to them from the other side. And if the individual calls back, the door will open.
It's a strange thing, the fine line that divides what is real and what is fiction. And when that line blurs, everything that we know is called into question. At first, I thought myself insane, believing that I had finally lost my mind. But what I went through, what happened when I was twenty; it was real. They did exist in the same world as us for those months, but as if the world corrected itself, everyone forgot what they did, and they went back to being creations of a fictional world. But I remembered. And now that my reality has been called into question, there is no going back.
I can't forget them. I can't forget what they did for me.
And on the other side of that door, is a mirror. Not a simple vanity mirror, but a large ornate floor mirror, decorated with runes unknown to this world. And what would one find, if one peered into the reflective surface?
It is not known.
Whatever events come of seeking out the mirror... Are you ready to face the consequences?
Because once you step through that door…. Your life is no longer yours.