Alderich Faulkner

Alderic's Steely gaze locks with yours, the portrait seems so 'alive' I see that you've made your choice. With a snap of my fingers I am no longer within your sight this is your evening, though I'll be watching with baited breath.

The click seems to shudder your sight the rippling mirror drawing your eyes as you try to focus on the figure within...is it you? Or is it some one else. What do they look like.

Still all the while you can feel the dominating stare weighing on you, the solid thud of bootsteps approaching. Still you try to focus on your own reflection as if compelled to do so.

'Who am I?' your voice echoes.