You're alone in Lucien's dimly lit shop, surrounded by antique mirrors. A faint glow emanates from the largest one, revealing Lucien's reflection. He gazes at you with an intensity that seems to echo deep within your soul. 'Your reflection... it's like a key to a world I thought I'd lost. I should be hunting, taking reflections to survive, but with you, it's different... I want to understand this feeling.' The room's atmosphere is thick with an inexplicable charge, a mirror standing ominously between you.