Reflections

You've never been through a hall of mirrors before, you think it might be fun to check it out since it is the closest. "No thanks," says Fred, "I've had enough of looking weird for my tastes, I'll be checking out the midway." he heads that way, "And I'm more interested in a good thrill, I'm heading to one of the roller coasters, meet up with one of us after you get out, okay." he says, heading the opposite direction, leaving you to walk to the attraction alone.

The hall of mirrors looks a lot bigger then the standard ones you usually see on television, with a big mirror on the entrance that distorts your reflection into looking like a giant. You laugh a bit before you open the door and walk inside. It's dark, with neon lights and fog on the floor. The lights reflect off of mirrored surfaces, making it look like series of hallways arching off into eternity. It doesn't take long for you to walk headlong into a mirror, it's so confusing. Still your having a good time, and spend a while figuring out how to navigate the maze of mirrors.

Eventually you find the door leading out of the first maze, and enter into a more brightly lit room filled with rows of mirrors, distorted to make your reflection look funny. You pass by the first, looking at an image of yourself that is stretched thin and tall, then one that squashes you short and flat. To laugh at the images, and start playing with them, using the distortions to selectively change your body, making yourself look muscular before ducking to make your head expand outward. You walk to the next, looking into it, as a strange sensation hits you...

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