its almost like i still see him... that wretched face mirroring my own. I would see myself in the mirror and my face wasnt me. Those pinprick red eyes, the contortion on my face that was distinctly not mine. I was constantly haunted and nobody could tell... I would hear its voice everywhere, i could feel it underneath my skin, behind my eyes, trying to disarm me from within.
Everything i thought was mine, corrupted, i couldnt even catch up with my own thoughts...
well, its done now, so i guess i dont need to cover all these reflections anymore... I still think of that creature so much its like its still here. But its ok now dont worry puzzles