All Chapters of THE REFLECTION GAME : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The silence was deafening. Logan and Ryan rushed to Mia’s side, their breaths ragged.“Mia?” Ryan asked softly, shaking her shoulder.Her eyes fluttered open, the crimson glow gone. She looked up at them, confusion and exhaustion in her gaze. “What… what happened?”Anna dropped the book, tears streaming down her face. “You’re back. You’re really back.”Mia’s expression crumpled, and she pulled Anna into a tight embrace. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean to…”“It wasn’t your fault,” Logan said firmly. “What matters is that you’re here now.”As they helped Mia to her feet, Anna picked up the book, its glow now faint. “We’re not done yet,” she said, her voice steady. “We still have to return the anchors.”The group exchanged determined glances. The path ahead was uncertain, but they knew one thing for sure: they would face it together.The AnchorsThe underworld seemed to ripple with unease as the group trudged forward, their steps heavy but resolute. The air was colder now, an

The group pressed on, their steps lighter now that the beast was gone. The path led them to a towering spire of obsidian, its surface etched with glowing runes. At the top, a faint light pulsed—the fifth anchor. Anna stepped forward, her voice filled with determination. “This is it. Once we return this anchor, we’ll be one step closer to ending this nightmare.” As they ascended the spire, the air grew colder, and the shadows seemed to watch them. But no creatures emerged to stop them. It was as if the underworld itself was holding its breath. At the summit, they found the fifth guardian—a shimmering figure cloaked in light. It extended its hand, and Anna placed the anchor into its palm. The light from the anchor spread across the spire, illuminating the darkness around them. “You have done well,” the guardian said, its voice echoing like a song. “The final test awaits. Return to the central temple and restore the anchors. Only then will you find the way home.” --- A New Threat

The group reunited at the library a month later, drawn back to the place where it all began. They sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. “I keep dreaming about it,” Logan finally admitted. “The battles, the creatures… it feels so real.” Ryan nodded. “Me too. It’s like I’m still there.” Mia shivered. “Every time I look in a mirror, I feel like something’s watching me.” Anna took a deep breath. “Maybe we didn’t just imagine it. Maybe it was real, and we just… forgot somehow.” Evelyn’s words echoed in Anna’s mind. The underworld will always remember you. The others exchanged uneasy glances, their silence speaking volumes. Whatever had happened to them, it wasn’t over. And deep down, they all knew it. The library was quiet, its usual hum of activity reduced to the sound of pages turning in distant corners. Anna, Logan, Mia, and Ryan sat at their usual table, a heavy silence hanging between them. The shadows from the evening sun seemed to stretch unnaturally long,

The battle raged on, each blow taking its toll on the group. Despite their injuries, they pushed forward, inching closer to the glowing altar that stood in the distance. The beast guarding the altar roared with fury, its enormous claws swiping at them relentlessly, each strike carving deep grooves into the ashen ground. Logan gritted his teeth, his body screaming in protest with every movement. He lunged at the creature, slashing at its thick hide, but the blade barely left a scratch. “We’re not making a dent!” he shouted, frustration evident in his voice. Anna, clutching the vial tightly in her trembling hands, glanced toward the altar. “We have to distract it! I just need a few seconds to reach the altar!” Ryan, battered but determined, stepped forward. “I’ve got this.” He grabbed a broken spear lying on the ground and hurled it at the beast’s face. The spear struck its target, lodging just above the creature’s glowing red eye. The beast howled in pain, thrashing wildly. Its

The days at the Sanctum of Mirrors turned into weeks, and the group slowly began adjusting to their new environment. The initial unease gave way to cautious curiosity, and as they attended classes and explored the sprawling campus, they found themselves surrounded by students who were just as unique and scarred as they were.It was during a particularly challenging combat class that they met their first new friend.The instructor had split the class into pairs, each tasked with sparring using enchanted weapons. Anna was paired with a fiery-haired girl named Kaelene, who wielded twin daggers that seemed to hum with energy.“You’re holding back,” Kaelene said with a smirk, dodging Anna’s hesitant swings with ease.“I don’t want to hurt you,” Anna admitted, gripping her sword tightly.Kaelene laughed. “Trust me, you won’t. I’ve been training here for years.” With a quick motion, she disarmed Anna and pointed a dagger at her throat. “But if you keep holding back, someone else will.”Anna