You step forward.
Annie doesn’t resist.
She smiles… with relief.
The red light wraps around your body like smoke warm, suffocating, intoxicating. Your vision goes white, then black.
And when you open your eyes…
You’re standing in the same hallway.
Clean. Silent.
A voice echoes in the distance:
“This concludes the Rose Hall tour. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.”
Tourists begin walking through the house clueless.
A woman stops near the mirror. She stares at the locket on the floor. Reaches down to pick it up.
You smile.
Because now… you are the one watching.
She needed a vessel. You became it.
The mirror never stays empty for long.
Start Over or share your fate using #WhiteWitchCurse.
The mirror never stays empty for long.
Start Over or share your fate using #WhiteWitchCurse.