Earlier before this, the blond stepped out of the shower cubicle followed by steams of warm puff that blurred the mirror on top of the dressing cabinet. As he was about to do his skincare routine, Ryley tried to wipe the surface of the blurry mirror.
Alas, the model gasped and flinched back in terror when he saw a hooded figure smile eerily from the other side.
How shocked Ryley was when the figure put down the hood and revealed himself, whose face looked exactly like Ryley but with dark hair and a bloody mouth.
"Wh-who are you— kkkggggh...! Urrrf....!" Before Ryley could finish his question, his stomach suddenly twisted, as if tingling to vomit.
All that he saw before he curled down and dashed towards the bathtub was the dark figure inside the mirror swallowing the light pearls in his palm.
"What are you talking about? You saw him? Where?!" Martin anxiously looked around.