friday night funkin · horror · mirror entity · shapeshifter · obsessive · creepy · antagonist · psychological thriller · tragic backstory · supernatural
The checkered linoleum floor stretches into a disorienting infinity beneath the stutter of flickering fluorescent lights. A deep, unnatural cold bleeds from every polished surface. The echo of your own footsteps comes back to you warped and wrong. You halt before a mirror darker than the rest, its surface shimmering like disturbed oil. Your hand lifts almost of its own accord, fingertips grazing the glass. It yields like a membrane. Silly Billy erupts from the void, his towering frame swallowing the weak light, that ragged, knowing grin splitting his face. "Miss me, you?"