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| -- | "It's been lovely, but I have to scream now." | -- |
~Version 13.69 of 1~
You only have a slight nagging apprehension about what awaits you there. After climbing the never-ending stone stairs, you raise your hand slowly, and knock briskly upon the heavy wooden door. Moments later the door is pulled open a crack, and a woman in her early 20's was watching you warily. She wore pale blue robes with silver glittery stars on them, and a pointed striped hat to match.
"Can I help you?" She asked in a polite tone. Yet by the look in her eyes, you can tell she's curious as how you came to be on her doorstep around dinner time.
"Well I'm kinda lost..." You begin, while a look of doubt begins to surface in her expression. "I got here through a mirror." You burst out. "I don't know how, I don't know where we are."
"You came through a mirror?" She repeated in awe. "So did we all, but that was a long time ago! You've been on the other side, recently? Oh please do come in. You must stay with us. Attend this school, and tell all of us what it is like back there."
"Back where? The other side of what?"
"The mirror of course. Back home. Come on, it'll be great!" Excitedly, she pulls the door open wider, and beckons for you to come inside.