Comely Sin
You rub your head as you stumble to your feet. 'That bastard'. You scowl as you remember him grabbing you roughly and throwing you against the mirror. You look down at your arms to assess your cuts from the mirror, but found none. 'What? How? I heard the mirror shatter when he threw me? Didn't I?' You shake your head. 'I'll think about that later. I have to get out of here'
You take a quick look around you. 'Is this the same room I was in?' The room layout is exactly the same, but the interior is completely different. Like if a different person lived here.
The room before was bland, organized, and draining. The room you're in is beautiful. The walls are gold colored striped in black lines that form triangles. The furniture ranges from normal to strange, yet oddly beautiful. The walls are decorated with both posters and small paintings. Below you is a fox rug that seems way too big to have come from a real fox. The rug is pure white, while the floor below is a dark gray that sparkled a little. To your right is a perfectly intact full body mirror that sat opposite of where the other mirror was placed. Next to it is a disorganized desk. On it are papers in a language that felt familiar but you couldn't read it.
At the far right of the desk is a door. You quickly approach it and open it. "Wha- what?" You mumble out. Infront of you is a wall of black fog. You touch it. Instead of passing through your hand touches a solid surface. You back away from the door, bumping into something solid. You freeze.
"Emoh ym ot, emoclew." Your vision becomes clouded by black smoke before you feel yourself losing consciousness.
