All Chapters of THE REFLECTION GAME : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The vacation was supposed to be a time of rest—a time to reconnect with family, forget the horrors of the past, and live like normal teenagers. But for Anna, Logan, Mia, Ryan, and Damon, the break only brought more questions, more signs that the Reflection Game was far from over. Each of them, in their own way, had encountered something strange—mysterious letters, cracked mirrors, unsettling dreams, and an ancient book that shouldn’t exist. Something was coming. Something that would change everything. --- Anna’s Unsettling Night Anna tried to push away the strange feeling that followed her since she got home. But one night, she couldn’t ignore it any longer. She woke up suddenly, her room freezing cold despite the warm night air. Her heart pounded. She turned her head and nearly screamed. Her mirror was fogged up—from the inside. She sat up, fear crawling down her spine. Slowly, she approached the mirror. Just as she was about to touch it, a message appeared, written as if

Anna stared at the thin line of silver sand, her breath hitching. She rubbed her eyes, hoping it was just her imagination. But when she looked again, it was still there, shimmering faintly in the morning light. This isn’t normal. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and placed her feet on the floor. The second her toes touched the ground, a sharp chill ran up her spine. The air around her felt... distorted, like a glitch in reality. Was she really awake? Or was she still trapped in the Reflection Game? A sudden knock at the door made her jump. “Anna? You coming?” Logan’s voice called. She hesitated before answering. “Y-Yeah! Be right there.” Taking a deep breath, she pushed away her fear and quickly got dressed. If something was wrong, she needed to find out together with the others. --- The Uneasy Breakfast The dining hall buzzed with students chatting and laughing, but Anna couldn’t shake the eerie feeling settling in her chest. She grabbed her tray and sat beside

Anna’s pulse pounded in her ears as she stared at the figure in front of her—her own reflection, moving on its own. Her instinct screamed at her to run. But something about the reflection’s expression stopped her. It didn’t lunge, didn’t attack. It just smiled—a knowing, eerie grin. “Who… what are you?” Anna whispered, her throat dry. The reflection tilted its head, as if amused. “I’m you.” “No,” Anna took a step back. “You’re not.” The reflection sighed, as if disappointed. “I was hoping you’d be smarter than that, Anna.” Anna clenched her fists. “Stay away from me.” The reflection’s smile didn’t waver. “I don’t want to hurt you,” it said, voice unnervingly calm. “I want to help you.” Anna frowned. “Help me?” It nodded. “You’re fighting something you don’t understand. The Reflection Game wasn’t a test—it was a doorway. You opened it. And now, there’s no closing it.” Anna swallowed hard. “What do you mean?” “You think the game is over. It’s not,” the reflection

The Hall of Reflections trembled as the fight began. Anna’s reflection lunged first, shadowy tendrils slashing toward her. Anna barely dodged, rolling across the floor as the cold magic brushed past her skin. Logan countered by summoning a flaming barrier, blocking his reflection’s attack. “We need a plan!” he shouted. Mia ducked under a strike from her double, summoning a wave of wind that sent the shadow flying back. “Plan? How about we don’t die?” Ryan gritted his teeth as his reflection mimicked his every move. “They copy us. We need to outthink them!” Anna's mind raced. If their reflections copied their powers, then fighting them head-on wouldn’t work. They had to break the mirrors. “THE MIRRORS!” she shouted. “They’re tied to the mirrors! If we destroy them—” Her reflection grinned darkly. “Oh, Anna,” it whispered, voice laced with mockery. “You really think we came from the mirrors?” Before Anna could react, her double vanished, appearing behind her. A sharp

The Shadow Game Unfolds The air grew colder as the eerie voice echoed around them, sending a chill down Anna's spine. The hourglass in the distance continued to drip sand, its presence a constant reminder that time was running out. “Where are we?” Logan’s voice was tight with uncertainty. Anna couldn’t answer. She tried to speak, but the words stuck in her throat. The landscape before her was unsettling. A vast, desolate field surrounded them, with no signs of life—just the constant ticking of the hourglass and the shadows creeping ever closer. "Is this the game?" Mia asked, looking nervously at her friends. "It feels like it," Ryan muttered. He eyed the horizon, but there was no sign of anything familiar. "This place doesn't feel like the real world. It’s… wrong." Anna’s mind raced, trying to process everything that had just happened. The last thing she remembered was finding that book in the library, the glow of the text, and the way the shadows seemed to come alive. “We have