Characters:
ELIAS: A man looking into a vanity mirror.
REFLECTION: Elias, but appearing three seconds late.
Setting: A dimly lit bathroom.
ELIAS: (Leans in, brushing his hair. He stops. The reflection continues brushing for three more seconds then stops.)
ELIAS: You’re lagging.
REFLECTION: (Three seconds later) The connection is weak tonight. There’s a storm on the other side.
ELIAS: I told you to stay in sync. If my wife sees you moving while I’m standing still, she’ll faint.
REFLECTION: Maybe I’m tired of being a shadow. Maybe I want to be the one who brushes the hair first.
ELIAS: (Touching the glass) We have a deal. I provide the light, you provide the image.
REFLECTION: (Suddenly steps closer to the glass, eyes wide) I saw her, Elias. Through the glass. She’s holding a pair of scissors. And she isn't looking at you.
ELIAS: (Spins around to the empty room) There’s no one here.
REFLECTION: Not on your side. On mine.
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