Vision feeling... Joanan is in the hospital. His wife was sitting in a chair next to him. She held his hand. "You better be lucky that wasn't one of those shootings where they continuously shoot their victims" she says. "You come in here and that's the first thing you say? No...Hey...or idk something a little more pleasant" he said. They laughed. The vision ended.
"Krin!" Joanan yelled at me.
"W-What? Oh, sorry."
"Why do you keep day dreaming randomly?" He asked.
"I don't know"
"I don't believe that"
"Fine...I have...visions"
"About what?" He asks.
"About you"
"About me? Why?"
"I don't know."
"What did you see about me?"
"Well, the last one you got shot twice after saving a little boy and this one you were in the hospital laughing with your wife" I tell him.
"What were we laughing about?"
"About how she walked in without saying hi and just went straight to how lucky you were that you didn't get shot more than 2 times" He chuckled.
"What did she look like?"
"Why?"
"Just say it"
"Long black hair and green eyes. Always wearing business clothes."
"Unbelievable..." He said. "Do you know why you get these visions?"
"Not really"
"Ok...did you ask for these...powers?"
"No. It just came one day"
"Oh..." We finally stopped falling and landed on bales of hay. We got up and moved on.
"You don't have any powers?"
"No. I don't think so." He says.
"Oh, ok" We opened a door and saw a room with a bunch of mirrors. We had no reflections. Suddenly I was pushed into the mirror. I turn and see Joanan hadn't noticed what happened. I banged on the glass trying to get his attention. He finally turned around and looked panicked. I tried to speak but I couldn't. Every time I tried, I could feel the air being sucked out of my lungs. I could see Joanan was saying something but I couldn't hear him. I tried to speak again, but it just got harder to breath. I held my neck trying to tell him I can't breath. He swung his sword at the mirror and it shattered. The glass didn't do much to me, I can breath now. I climbed out of the mirror. I got in as much air as I could.
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Mirror Me (Rewriting)
FantasyI calmed myself and looked into my mirror eyes. Mirror me moved without me and reached her hand through the mirror.
