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Rain slicked the narrow alley, neon signs buzzing like trapped flies overhead. Javier hunched under his hood, fumbling the rusted key he'd yanked from the pawnshop drawer. Heart thudding, he jammed it into his apartment door—wrong key, wrong night, but it turned.

The lock clicked too smoothly. Inside, the air hung heavy with dust and faint copper tang. His flashlight beam sliced the gloom, catching a door at the hall's end he'd never noticed. The key fit there too. Perfectly.

Wood groaned open. Shelves crammed with yellowed ledgers loomed, ink faded but sharp under the beam—names, dates, his own scribbled in margins. A chill crawled his spine; he'd burned those journals years ago. Footsteps echoed behind him. His own?

He spun, beam shaking. Empty hall. But the top shelf glinted—a mirror, cracked. His reflection stared back, lips moving. 'Javier,' it mouthed, silent. Breath fogged the glass from his side only.

Panic clawed his throat, salty sweat stinging his eyes. He grabbed a ledger, pages flipping wild: tomorrow's headlines, his face splashed across them—'Local Man Vanishes.' The mirror's whisper grew: 'Stay.' The key burned hot in his fist.

Dawn's gray light seeped through cracks, but the room felt smaller, walls pressing. Javier edged toward the door, reflection grinning wider. The key turned in his hand—locking from outside now. What waited beyond?