My reflection moved three seconds before I did. Nobody believes me.
This morning I was brushing my teeth. My reflection raised its hand.
Three seconds later, I raised mine.
It happened again in the mirror. My reflection blinked before I did.
It smiled before I smiled.
It moved before I moved.
By three seconds exactly.
I called my wife. She said I'm imagining things.
I recorded a video. In the footage, my reflection is always three seconds ahead.
Moving. Blinking. Breathing. Everything.