Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Nexus sighs, why must other siders always insist on tapping the glass? Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Never before had they had someone who tapped this much. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Were they trying to get in? They were, oh no. No, no, no, no. An other side could not come in! They would be devoured within a second. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Nexus groaned as their body moved against their will out of the mirror frame, solitude at last . . .
Crash.
Nexus jumped, looking around at a sparse, white room, and a terrified teenager on their bed. Nexus smiled slightly, remembering the first time.
"So it begins again . . ."
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Mirrors Don't Lie About Who You are On the Inside
Paranormalnexus was a protector, or so they though
