Boom - boom, the ancient old clock rang the twelve o'clock warning. The boy slowly opened his eyes and walked slowly to the mirror.
When the bell ended its final warning, a figure gradually appeared in the mirror. The man was dressed in white and had long hair that reached his waist. But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see clearly the face of the person in the mirror, as if there was a white cloud covering it.
The person in the mirror said softly to the person outside the mirror: "What a good and obedient boy. You are very punctual. This is for you!"
The beautiful young man took a jewel-encrusted scimitar from the man in the mirror, and then the man in the mirror slowly disappeared.
The young man in white pajamas stared blankly at the person in the mirror who was slowly disappearing. He raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed his face with one, two, and three knives. The blood continuously slipped from the young man's face and fell on the white pajamas, dyeing the white pajamas red, and then fell from the clothes to the ground until it merged into the ground...