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[@this-is-not-an-alien – you … just sit there? REALLY?!]

[You are wrong.]

[Life is not gray. It is black and white. But they mingle. A little black in the white. A little white in the black.]

[Take off your apathy-tinted glasses. See the world as it is.]

[That fox-fire you stare into dims. Winks out. And darts away.]

[The tip-tip-tip-tip of needles rings over the floor. Undercut by the coiling, rustling, twisting.]

[Then the buttons winks back into flicking light, looking at you. And out again.]

[They come back. Loom over you, lighting up nothing despite the pitch-black darkness. Then tip-coil-rustle away.]

[And you realize – with dread – that they – the buttons – or it – what wears them if anything – wants you to follow.]

[You hear a loud crack and shattering from outside the room, from behind the locked door.]

[You wonder what happened.]

[Do you follow the ____?]

{Yes} or {No}

{If yes – move forward.}

{If no – try to open the door}

 

[@ragnarok – You look into the mirror.]

[The mirror glints out memories.]

[Are they of someone you love?]

[Someone you miss?]

[Or someone you hate?]

[Someone you wish to never see again?]

[Whatever makes you most yourself – not the front you put up for others. Not the lies you make yourself believe.]
<p style=”text-align: left;”>[The mother.]</p>
[It always comes back to the parents.]

[You experience all the important memories. The bitter and the sweet. The painful and the good.]

[And then it is over.]

[The figure is still there. Watching you. Solemn.]

[Is the figure really your mother?]

[Or something that stole her skin?]

[You look back at the mirror.]

[As you reach out to it – knowing it is for memories but hoping anyway – it cracks.]

[It cracks and then shatters.]

[The frame splits in two and clatters onto the floor.]

[Behind that, you see a blooming rosebush. It twists and coils around the remains.]

[Then it’s vines curl around the frame – and it consumes.]

[You see the mirror fragments still hold the magic – you see some of those memories remain.]

[And the figure – mother? Or cursed shifter? – is there, watching you intently.]

 

[Do you rescue a mirror fragment?] {yes} + {no}

[Do you ask the figure to help you?] {yes} + {no}

[Scream for Nathair to come help you?] {yes} + {no}