The Anti Mirror

Smaller Than Before

When Jack entered the other side of the door, Jack had a weird feeling about himself.
And it wasn't the usual weird feeling.

He doesn't get the feels!!

Jack felt unlike himself. I mean, of course he should know what he should feel like!! He just had an aura about him right then that did not go well with him. He felt sick to his stomach, like he shouldnt be here.
But he didnt know where here was!!
And that made him pretty frustrated for some reason.
All he could see was a long, dark room, that seemed to have some sort of mirror at the end of it. But he couldnt be too sure because it was a long room. He could hardly see Sam in his hands,  the room was so dark! Somethimg in his gut told him to turn around to look behind him. He didnt really want to, but Jack always listens to his initial, gut feeling.

And when Jack did look behind him, he saw a giant, slanted door behind him!

How on Earth did Jack get so small! He was already a pretty average, slightly small height as it was! He did not have the time to shrink even more!!

But, even more questions tumbled in his mind: How did this happen? Is this some kind of Harry Potter door? How do I get back to my flat? Will I be able to get back to my flat?! How will I find Singe!?

Just one more question Jack thought: What is behind that mirror?

Jack tried to walk towards the mirror, but it seemed to get farther away from him, not closer. Jack felt like he was magnetized towards it. It seemed like he was walking for ages!! Eventually, without Jack even realizing it, he was trying his hardest to move his legs. When he looked down, he was trying to push through what it seemed like a thick, oily goop that went up to his waist! This section almost seemed to go forever! Jack monad and grunted his way through the ikey mess. No matter how hard he tried, Jack didn't prevail much at all. This goop also stuck everywhere! It got all over Sam, too.

By the time Jack got out of the goop, Sam ended up being a gross grey color, with hints of green peeking through. Jack thought:"there's no point in washing him anymore. This stuff probably won't come out anyways." As Jack tried to get the stuff off of Sam, he tried to get it off himself too, but with no luck; it was too sticky. He realized as well, that the goop smelled like it came out of a sewer, and dead fish, that's been sitting around for weeks.

Jack was about to gag, when he looked up to find that he was glaring at his reflection. The mirror that he was looking into was larger than life. Jack hesitated.

"Do I dare?" He asked himself.