The mud smeared on the mirror had dried and cracked, leaving only a human-shaped gap in the middle.

He-Gu stood at the bathroom door, perfectly able to see his reflection in that human-shaped gap.

At this moment, He-Gu recalled the faint sound of debris falling onto the wooden floor he heard last night. Looking at the fragments of dried mud on the floor in front of the mirror, his expression turned grave.

From these traces, combined with the noises He-Gu heard last night... an image involuntarily formed in his mind: after the lights went out, a mud figure emerged from the mirror, moved around the room, and finally slept on He-Gu's bed for the night...