"Log Entry #1 1989:

Has it ever occoured to you, what lies beyond the mirror?
Another dimension?
Nothingness?
Maybey hell?
I intend to find out this mysterey, but first we must look at the facts.
You look in the mirror, your doppleganger looks in the mirror.
You wave your arm, your doppleganger follows suit.
You look away, well, its assumed they look away.

Log Entry #2 1989:

My first experiment went without results, more testing is needed.
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Log Entry #3 1990:

I have results.
I have scary good results.
Good, is a loose term.
Through the use of several illeagle drugs, I stayed up thoughout the night, for seven days straight.
Watching the mirror...
Maybey it was just a hallucination, but I could swear to god and the heavens above I saw him blink.

Log Entry #4 1990:

This shall be my last entry for awhile, for I fear I have done something beyond my comprehension, so listen to me.
My name is Ray Kallus, the... Thing that is hunting me, is called Sullak Yar, and he wants my life.

Log Entry #5 1995:

He has my life.
The thing masquerading around as me isnt me, its something else, let me explain what happend.
I stared into the mirror, for as long as I could (over two weeks far as I could tell) but then...
I fell asleep.
I awoke to something cold on my throat, it was squeezing.
My eyes popped open and there he was.
"Ereh I ma" he said, "I lliw evah ot nrael ruoy egaugnal noos"
I... I didnt know what I had done.
But he couldnt kill me, if I die, he dies, and vice versa.
But he is not me by any stretch of the imagination.

Log Entry #6 1996:

He figured it out.
He can kill me now.
God help me.
A new reflection has taken his place on the other side of the hellish portal we call a mirror.
I am no longer needed.
And he can reflection hop now, I dont belive he is my reflection, I belive he is some sort of demon, atracted by beings who express to much intrest in the mirror.
Whatever you do, DO NOT STARE IN THE *blood stains blot out the rest*"

This, is the last piece of evidence, sureley the man is insane, but this thing...
I swear to god Ive seen something like it.
Im detective Will Gert, and I have expierenced this phenomenon myself.
I took this case three months ago, seems simple, isnt simple.
Man walks into building, man is seen leaving building.
Man is found dead in the building with a slash mark across his face.
I am seen at office, seven days after I take the case.
So many mirrors involved.
I pour over the evidence one more time.
I hear a door open behind me, and I jump.
"Sir" the officer says "we belive we have found the culprint."
I walk into the room, dreadful of whats to come.
Ive talked with killer before, I just hope he's not a psychopath like the last guy....
He grins.
Oh no.
"Hello detective" he says "Ive been waiting."
"Did you--" I begin but he cuts me off.
"Everyone in the mirror is one of us, when you die, we take your place. Im the first one of us in a thousand years to just snap."
"What are you?" I ask, Im getting angry.
"Not human," he replies "we dont normally kill you, but its just so darn fun. Usualy when we come into the human world, we become human. But not me, because I jump. I mirror hop."
"I dont understand--" I start, but he cuts me off again.
"Lli eb gniees uoy ni eht rorrim"
But dear reader, you see... I am that man.
I am the man in the mirror.
Hunting you.
Stalking you.
Taking your form.
Your friends and family will never know, not your wife, your kids, your friends.
But their next after you.
Look in the nearest reflecting device.
You see that thing there?
The one that looks like you?
Thats me.

FIN

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