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When Sherlock became a detective, he was entrusted with certain responsibilities. Maintain order, use discretion, and basically don’t do anything stupid. In every case (excluding cases involving Arsene), he succeeded living up to these expectations. However, this was a unique situation.

In front of Sherlock, there were three elaborate mirrors, all of which glowed and shined. The room seemed to be a cave or a tunnel, dimly lit. There were four silver colored pillars, but a lack of other rooms or hallways.

Notably, there was green ivory mirror, which stood in the middle. It was made with the standard glass, although it was full of scratches and cracks.
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Accept your unforgiveness and vengefulness.</p>
Next, there was a red framed mirror, with black glass seemingly hiding the darkest of secrets. In the red frame, there was a message. Although he was uncomfortable with the mirror, Sherlock looked it over.
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Accept your anger and wrath.</p>
Sherlock recognized the material, immediately puzzled by it. “Obsidian? How did my idiot kidnaper get his hands on this stuff?”

Being well educated, Sherlock knew obsidian was volcanic glass formed through natural means. To have obtain this substance would require going to the site of a volcanic eruption. It would take thousands of years for the black crystal to form. For reasons he was unaware of, observing the mirror gave Sherlock a headache. He became nauseous simply by looking at it.

“I don’t like this thing.” 

Lastly, the third mirror had glass made with blue beryl gems. Its frame was gold, with words imbedded in it. Although it felt like a horrible idea, Sherlock read the inscription to himself.
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Accept your greed and selfishness.</p>
There was more, but Sherlock immediately heard voices announcing the sentence in his head. They sounded neither male or female, rather being ghost-like and ominous. It was the same voice from this so called Amnesia.
<p style=”text-align: center;”>“Failure to accept your fatal flaws shall end in death. Touch the mirrors and begin your trials.” </p>
Just to test these weirdo mirrors, Sherlock took a rock, before throwing at the mirror. Noiselessly, it passed through.

“I didn’t even hear it hit anything.” 

“So,” Oh no, not these morons. “Who wants to go first?”

Turning around, Sherlock glared furiously at the men from before. The blindfolded fool and the dummy from the bank.

“This can’t be happening.” 
<p style=”text-align: center;”>“All must enter or all must die. Chose your trials.”</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>(Vote on which mirror the characters enter)</p>