Asclepius dispatched

 It was like when you hear your name repeated one or two too many times. It is degraded to a meaningless sound, dadaist noise, not just completely devoid of any thought but actively rejecting the very concept of it, yet still bearing an uncanny connection to yourself in your subconscious. Except this was worse. ∅ didn't know if they could describe the thing in the mirror as alive, let alone human - it was not ∅ 's face anymore, if it could be called one at all, it was a thing, something not alive- something that shouldn't be staring from where ∅ should be in the room, wearing ∅ 's clothes and ∅ 's aftershave and overpriced socks and, most importantly, exist in the first place. The thing was physically impossible, shredded fabric was a comparison that kept popping up in their head but even that was only a vague likeness to the layers of physics-defying mess that poked out of the neck hole of ∅ 's  peach sweater. The thing's colors were muted, muddy and de-saturated browns and blacks and blues and greens and reds with no rhyme or reason in their placement, like multiple cans of paint thrown into a muddy puddle. Another comparison for the shape came to mind - melting rubber. Even further off but it still applied. There was so little shape to it that only the deep blue, always visible, no matter how deep they were submerged in the darkness, eyes let ∅  recognise it was once a face. The being stared at them motionless for a few moments or maybe  few hours. Then, out of nowhere, it laughed. At least that's what it seemed like to them. It didn't produce any sound, it just cocked its disgusting bulbous head back and underwent a series of rhythmic convulsions, its skin-flaps flopping up and down and around in the most bizarre manner which somehow seemed to mock ∅ all by itself.
 ∅  felt it was asking a question.
 "Please no," they whispered. The being in the mirror, however, knew it was not an answer.
 "Please go away..." - the thought hadn't even begun forming in ∅ 's mind when the being answered.
 Affirmative. ∅  heard...? Smelled...? Felt? it communicate.
If just... if they just helped out, it would leave. Leave forever... Yes. Not even knowing the terms, ∅ agreed. Yes.
The smell got too strong to bear. It overwhelmed the senses, somehow also attacking ∅ 's ears, eyes and skin. They fainted.