Title: “The Unlucky Streak” Scene: The Broken Mirror Jasper hadn’t always been unlucky. In fact, there was a time when he considered himself to be rather fortunate. But something had shifted recently, a subtle twist in fate that turned everything he touched to ruin. It started with the mirror. Jasper woke up that morning feeling a familiar sense of dread. The last week had been a disaster. First, he’d lost his job—downsizing, they’d called it. Then his car broke down in the middle of nowhere, costing him every last penny he had in savings. And now, as he stood groggily in his bathroom, his reflection seemed to mock him. “Just another day,” he muttered to himself, rubbing his eyes. As he turned to reach for his toothbrush, his elbow caught the edge of the mirror. It teetered for a moment, almost as if considering whether to fall, and then it shattered into a thousand glittering shards on the tiled floor. Jasper froze, staring at the jagged pieces that now littered the room.