The symbol appeared at the clock tower at midnight.
Marcus had been unable to sleep, haunted by dreams of broken mirrors and shattered reflections. He'd climbed the stairs to the tower, hoping for peace, for clarity. Instead, he found the symbol.
It was different from the others. It pulsed with a light that seemed to shift and change, never settling on a single form. As Marcus watched, the symbol seemed to fracture, splitting into multiple versions of itself, each one slightly different.
Beneath it, written in a language that shouldn't exist, were words he could somehow read.
THE HEALING IS COMPLETE. BUT THE HEALING HAS CREATED SOMETHING UNEXPECTED. A MIRROR. A REFLECTION. A VERSION OF THE WORLD THAT WAS NEVER MEANT TO EXIST. IT IS GROWING IN THE SHADOWS OF THE CONNECTION. AND IT IS LE
