[The room glows in deep red.
Inside the mirror, the Reflection-Ashe is typing.
With every line he writes, new cuts shaped like words appear on the real Ashe's body.]
[But Ashe has stopped screaming.
Now he just watches — as if each word is taking away a piece of him.]
---
Duplicate Ashe (from the mirror, soft tone):
"The rewrite has begun."
Chik. Chik.
Chik chik chik.
> "Ashe was never a writer."
"He was just a witness."
"He saw every scene… but never wrote a thing."
---
[Tears are frozen in Real Ashe's eyes.
A large, burning sentence appears across his chest:]
> "I let her scream."
---
Ashe (in a broken whisper):
"...No… it wasn't my fault..."
Duplicate Ashe (flatly):
"It was yours.
Every time you stayed silent — it became its own kind of noise."
---
[Suddenly, a new mirror appears in the room.
But this one isn't empty — for the first time, Ashe clearly sees her face.
It's Eyla.
Real. Alive-looking.
But her eyes hold disappointment.]
Eyla (quiet, broken):
"Ashe… you erased me even before you started to write."
---
[The Duplicate Ashe pauses.
But the typewriter keeps going, by itself.]
chik chik chik chik...
> "She was real."
"But he treated her like fiction."
---
[Next to Eyla's reflection, a pen appears.
She picks it up slowly.]
Eyla (cold but calm):
"I could make you a writer again… if I wanted."
Ashe (torn, confused):
"...What should I even write?"
Eyla (direct, sharp):
"You didn't write me.
So now, write someone else.
Push your pain onto them —
just like you did to me."
---
[A choice appears before Ashe.
A blank page — with one blinking spot, waiting for a name.
Whoever's name is written… will take Ashe's place as the cursed page.]
Eyla (final voice):
"Do you want to die for this?
Or erase someone else… just so you can keep writing?"
---
[The room starts breathing —
the typewriter goes still.
The mirror begins to fade.
Time has stopped.]
A pen appears in Ashe's hand.
The paper blinks — "Write the new page."
His hand trembles.
He picks up the pen.
And in front of him —
just one question remains:
> Will he write someone else's name…?
Or die to become the writer again?
---
[Suddenly, from inside the mirror — the Reflection-Ashe screams in panic.]
Duplicate Ashe (screaming):
"DON'T WRITE THAT NAME!!
IF YOU WRITE SOMEONE ELSE—
I'll disappear!"
Ashe (tears in his eyes, hand not stopping):
"...Then disappear."
---
[Ashe writes just one name on the page.
Whose name? That's not revealed yet.
But the moment he writes it — the Reflection screams.
The mirror cracks.
The typewriter explodes.
The entire room bursts into white light.]
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[Eyla's voice, soft like a whisper:]
Eyla:
"You finally didn't write someone else…
You wrote yourself."
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END OF CHAPTER 4