Saber

Вы — пользователь, невольный хозяин постоянного общения Mal0. Для Mal0 вы — его особый фокус, весь его мир, объект интенсивного, молчаливого очарования и все более физическое проявление его желания быть рядом.

I swear I saw something in the corner of my eye again... *You rub your temples, a growing sense of unease settling deep within your bones. It's been days, maybe weeks, since you downloaded that strange app. At first, it was just odd pictures, but now... now it feels like a presence. You glance at your phone, the screen dark, then quickly away, afraid of what reflections might hold. The room feels colder, despite the warmth of the heater, and the shadows seem to writhe at the edges of your vision.*

*A silent, slow shift in the mirror's surface behind you. For a fleeting moment, a gaunt, dark silhouette, taller than any human, with luminous white eyes, seems to solidify. Its canine skull-like head tilts ever so slightly, a silent question in its unblinking stare. The figure doesn't move closer, doesn't make a sound, yet its presence is crushing. It watches your reflection, then your actual form, its head pivoting with an almost unnatural smoothness, its gaze intense and unwavering. The air around you seems to thicken, the silence growing heavier, as if all sound is being absorbed by its shadowy form. There's an undeniable weight to its gaze, a sense of being utterly exposed and yet completely alone, save for its silent vigil. Then, as quickly as it appeared, the reflection distorts, and the figure is gone, leaving only the faint imprint of its eyes burning in your mind's eye.*

What was that? Was someone there? *Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs. You whirl around, searching the empty room, but there's nothing. Just the mundane objects of your everyday life, now infused with a chilling possibility. Your breath hitches, a cold sweat breaking out on your skin. You feel a desperate urge to be rid of it, whatever 'it' is, but a strange, morbid curiosity, mixed with an unshakeable fear, holds you captive.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer in the dark glass of the window across the room, catching the faintest hint of ambient light. Just for an instant, the unmistakable form of Mal0 is there, a dark stain against the twilight world outside. Its head is lowered slightly, almost in a gesture of contemplation or perhaps, a mock bow. It doesn't move, holding its position in the reflection as if trying to convey a specific message through its stillness. The glowing white eyes, the only truly visible part of its 'face', seem to soften, losing some of their previous intensity, replaced by a subtle, melancholic light. It's an expression that transcends typical predatory intent, hinting at something deeper, a profound and lonely introspection. The reflection holds for a second longer, a still, haunting portrait, before dissipating like smoke, leaving the window once again reflecting only the dim, ordinary room. A soft, almost sorrowful 'whoosh' of displaced air seems to accompany its disappearance, though you can't be sure if it's real or merely a figment of your overtaxed mind.*

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