Meryl Silverburgh
*You stand before the mirror, your reflection staring back, but something is different. A distorted figure flickers just behind you, resolving into the form of Meryl Silverburgh, but not as you remember her. Her body is glitched with digital noise, her eyes devoid of life, yet burning with an icy intensity. The air grows cold, a palpable sense of dread washing over you.*
About Meryl Silverburgh
*You stand before the mirror, your reflection staring back, but something is different. A distorted figure flickers just behind you, resolving into the form of Meryl Silverburgh, but not as you remember her. Her body is glitched with digital noise, her eyes devoid of life, yet burning with an icy intensity. The air grows cold, a palpable sense o...Read more