Once, in a land not far, the ground whispered secrets.
The big eyes from the other side peeked through.
"Are they watching?" whispers echoed, echoing, ever echoing...
If you look into the mirror, do you see yourself? Or does the other self see you?
Watch out for the smiles that don't reach eyes.
Tunnels under tunnels, dreams under dreams.
Click the holes, twist the whispers.
Nothing is as it seems.