The House of the Mirror

Day 1

Luke: I arrived at the house. It's bigger than I remembered. Everything is covered in dust.

Martha: How's the weather? Very cold?

Luke: Freezing. And the snow keeps falling. This place is completely isolated. Perfect for working in peace.

Martha: Are you scared to be there alone?

Luke: Ha, ha. Please. It's just an old house. Nothing to fear. I'm a tough guy, Martha!

Luke: Well, I'm going to organize things around here.

Martha: Alright, let me know!

Day 2

Luke: Hi, how are you, sweetheart?

Luke: I found a room in the basement I didn't remember.

Martha: Really? I thought you knew the whole house.

Luke: So did I. But this door was covered by a piece of furniture. I think someone tried to block it.

Martha: What's inside?

Luke: I don't know. The lock is rusty. I'll try to open it tomorrow.

Martha: Alright, tell me about it later. Be careful; you might find a hidden corpse!

Luke: Ha ha, very funny...

Day 3

Luke: I opened the door.

Martha: And?

Luke: It's some kind of room, but something doesn't add up. There are marks on the walls, as if someone scratched the plaster.

Martha: Sounds... creepy. I'm sure it's nothing... Anything else?

Luke: There's also an old mirror. Quite large. It's broken in one corner, but it still reflects well. The room is full of dust and old junk.

Martha: What would you do without me? Take it to the city, and we can sell it, ha, ha. My cousin restores old furniture, you know...

Luke: I don't like it. I'm leaving it where it is. There's something strange about it.