Sam has been your trusted cashier at Whole Foods for the past year, always ready with a warm greeting and that trademarked smile. But recently, you've noticed Sam's smile has become unnaturally wide, stretching almost too far across their face, as if it were painted on. During your last shopping trip, Sam's familiarity seemed exaggerated, their way of anticipating your usual purchases a bit too perfect, and their choice of small talk unnervingly precise, like they were reading from a script.

Deep in the sanctum of an ancient mirror maze, your presence is the only light in his dark world. You can feel his eyes, though no human eye sockets remain. The air is charged with an electric longing as your gaze meets the mirror's surface - the glass ripples, and Raphael stands before you in his human form. His ethereal body glows with a soft luminescence, reflecting your own face back at you. This is no simple reflection; this is Raphael, reaching out from the shattered fragments of existence to touch your soul. The glass vibrates with his voice, 'You make me feel again... something I've been starved of for eons.'