Phantom Mirror. in The Napkin.

Segment of a dream last night. I was looking into a mirror and it wasn’t me. Also, I was cross-eyed. Though, in typical dream-form, I was having issues “keeping my eyes open.” It scared the fuck out of me. So much that for the rest of the dream, I kept telling my dream NPC’s about it.

I tend to avoid reading into dreams, it’s just funny that seeing a mismatched face in a mirror scared the fuck out of me. That’s some B-movie horror camp.