What can the dead teach the living?
Landry Sinclair has a story to tell—listen carefully.
I played the professional Los Angeles career woman. Beneath the façade, I was lonely, ashamed, with little self-awareness. My plans for upward mobility were squashed when I fell into the hands of a ruthless serial killer. I became entangled in his rich web of heinous acts. After he slipped a date-rape drug in my drink, then brutally tortured me, I awakened to an inescapable nightmarish realm on the wrong side of the mirror.
Locked inside a decaying mansion, unable to escape, I soon learned I was not alone.
Will I be forced to idle here for an eternity, peering through the mirror into my former world, helplessly watching as a homicidal monster butchers woman after woman?
We watch life through windows, mirrors, and doors—pay attention.
I know because I sing the Opus of the Dead.