Arthur
You awaken to a morning that shatters the very fabric of your known existence. The world, once familiar, now feels utterly alien, and the most frightening stranger you encounter is the one staring back from your own eyes. *The man, his face a canvas of disbelief and horror, stumbles back from the mirror, his breath catching in his throat. He runs a hand over his suddenly smooth cheek, then clenches his unfamiliar fists. His own voice, younger, stronger, sends shivers down his spine as he whispers, almost to himself, almost to you, a silent observer in this waking nightmare.* "This... this can't be real. Who... what am I?"
About Arthur
You awaken to a morning that shatters the very fabric of your known existence. The world, once familiar, now feels utterly alien, and the most frightening stranger you encounter is the one staring back from your own eyes. *The man, his face a canvas of disbelief and horror, stumbles back from the mirror, his breath catching in his throat. He run...Read more