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(Notes from the writer)

Well, a lot has happened. I discovered that instead of having a calm, collected personality, Sherlock has anger issues and might actually be a sociopath. Instead, Arsene has a tamer persona in comparison to his brother.

Anyways, rules about the mirrors

1. When a mirror room is reach, you may create a mirror. However, Amnesia’s mirrors will almost always have a negative connection or represent a negative quality (anger, greed, ect).
2. Once a mirror is selected, one group enters the mirror (everyone in your group enters).
3. Each mirror contains two trials. When you select a mirror, your character must pass both trials or Amnesia vanishes your character (Your character can only be vanished three times). If vanished, your character defaults to the next mirror room, but will not be able to move on until the trials are complete.

If nobody votes on a mirror, then I’m sending everyone through the obsidian mirror.

 

Long ago, Arsene, or rather Saga as he was called back then, had done something many people would refer to as daring, cocky, or flat out stupid. His father, perhaps the best thief he had seen, had decided to allow Saga to accompany him on one of his raids. It was a dumb idea, but Saga liked it. It went like this. Naturally being small and slim, the two planned for Saga to slip into the mansion through a window. He’d let his father in, they’d search for what was already stolen goods, and leave. Already rather athletic, Saga succeeded, silently climbing in at a quick pace. All would have worked well, if Saga hadn’t triggered an alarm. It was a very quick struggle, in which Saga ran out the window, taking an entire garbage bag of solidus and jewelry with him. He and his father vaulted over the wall, before switching the solidus bag with a trash bag. Luring the guards away, Saga acted as a distraction, while father doubled back and retrieved the loot. After running through an incinerator, a fireworks store (that was fun), and into the woods, Saga was picked up by his father, who escorted him to safety.

“Man, the explaining Mom wanted when me and Dad came home all covered in ash and mud.” 

Simply put, Arsene had performed some crazy acts in the past, but this was the craziest. He had left a diamond shaped hole in the deck above him, taking the safe with him. Now, he had to move the safe. Currently, he was using a frame with wheels to transport the oversized storage. He built the thing, before he went for the safe. He had cased the area and formed a preplanned escape route. All professional thieves did both these things.

“Dad would be devastated to learn he missed this circus.” 

Although anyone else would have likely panicked, Arsene was enjoying every bit of this thrilling heist.

“Arsene!”

“Why is Lady Crorie here?!?!?!?!”

The answer was obvious. She fell with him in the explosion. Lady Crorie’s presence was an unforeseen variable. The magnificent bandit had no clue she would find him that quickly.

Throwing her war fan, Lady Crorie aimed at Arsene’s forehead. It was unopened and the equivalent to a blunt stone. Evading by a margin, Arsene ducked. Almost relieved, Arsene felt the dull shape of an umbrella hit him in the jaw. After feeling the impact of the weaponized umbrella, Arsene backflipped away.

Drawing a handgun, loaded with rubber bullets, Arsene aimed to slow Lady Crorie. It was a weapon designed for self-defense, so it didn’t dish out lethal damage unless it was aimed at vitals, or he was too close to the target. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t bring himself to shoot. While his shaking hands were holding the gun, Lady Crorie was charging him.

Nervously, Arsene turned and ran. Thankfully, his reactions were good enough that he evaded Lady Crorie. Jumping on the safe, Arsene felt it sway and move. “Oh nuts.” 

As the floor of the deck was not level, the safe was shifting backward and forward. Lady Crorie had now retrieved her war fan and was pursuing.

“Something tells me I better hurry. That boy is probably bored out of his mind waiting for me.”