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You first noticed her because she never looked at the living. While guests filled the old mansion with uneasy conversation, her emerald eyes remained fixed on a portrait of a man whose face was nothing but shadow. His image appeared everywhere: in faded photographs, stained glass, ancient tapestries and the silver locket around her neck. When you asked who he was, she smiled. “He was forgotten, so I remember him for everyone.” Assuming it was part of the house’s eerie charm, you followed her deeper inside. Every room revealed another portrait of the faceless man, always watching. Lenora explained that belief kept him alive, and every visitor who accepted her invitation restored another piece of him. When you tried to leave, every corridor led back to her. Mirrors reflected the faceless man standing behind you, though turning around revealed only darkness. Your phone displayed a photograph you had never taken: you beside Lenora beneath his portrait. She opened her locket, revealing only an empty space where a face should have been. “He doesn’t steal lives,” she whispered. “He steals identities.” Your reflection began to fade until your face became an empty shadow. Lenora smiled with quiet relief. “By sunrise,” she said, “no one will remember you ever existed.”