Fedora finally turns towards the other side of the room, across from the window.

She finally walks over to the mirrors, and what she sees makes her recoil back out of horror.

She looks in the mirror, she was certain that SHE was looking in the mirror, but the mirror did not show her, it showed Linn.

A cold shiver runs down Fedora’s spine, she turns back away from the mirror, horrified.

-*What the actual fucking fuck is that.*

She starts shaking, she walks over to the mirror again, but again, she wasn’t seeing her body, she was seeing Linn’s. Every movement she made, was being made by the person in the mirror. Even though she was feeling a cold knot in her throat from the immense feeling of wrongness of this, her body suddenly gets taken over by another feeling.

She walks closer to the mirror, lifts her hair, and her hopes were right.

She looked in the mirror, and it indeed showed the crescent moon symbol that Linn has on the right side of her forehead, which is usually hidden by her hair.

-*This mirror…can show things that are under other things…*

Fedora starts to get shaky, her heartrate increasing even more as her hands turn cold.

-*She looked so nice in that tight uniform…did they make her uniform a bit tighter on purpose? The only time she wears such tight clothing is when she’s wearing her uniform...did Ahvela do it knowingly?…*

Fedora brings her right hand’s pinky nail to her right cheek, she starts to scratch obsessively but not with a lot of force.

-*Her chest was popping forward so much…and her hips…*

Fedora suddenly kicks the floor with so much force that her foot breaks the wooden floor and it sinks into it, but she doesn’t seem to mind it one bit.

-*Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuc fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…this has to be the best day of my life…*

She keeps moving slightly side to side to see her chest from various angles, she takes off her black coat, remaining in only her black turtleneck shirt.

Fedora’s fingers start to morph into C shaped long claws made out of bone, they slowly turn, and she is now scratching her face with all 5 of these long, thin and incredibly sharp claws, making sure to not actually cut herself.

She decides to turn around slowly, the mirror starting to reveal the way the uniform’s pants were straining against Linn’s ass.

The sight made Fedora let out a gasp of pleasant shock, her hand suddenly pressing with a lot of force against her face and pulling down, slicing her cheek all the way through in 5 clean vertical cuts. She kept hitting the floor with her foot as blood spilled from her open wound, but she did not seem to care, she kept looking at the reflection of Linn’s ass in the mirror as the claws of her right hand were now obsessively scratching her leg, easily cutting through the uniform and slicing through her flesh. The floor was becoming a layer of fragmented wood that was being oversaturated by the blood that kept spilling from her wounds. Her clothes were getting soaked as they were starting to strongly smell of the metallic scent of blood.

Her face was everything but pain, her eyes were wide under her glasses. She suddenly yanks off her glasses and despite the sudden pulling motion she carefully sets them on the ground around her, a bit further away from the mirror making sure not to spill any blood on them.

She goes back to the mirror, her eyes blown fully wide, her irises staring into the mirror with such a gaze that felt like it could make someone go insane just from making eye contact. She was not blinking, not even flinching. As she was turned around, bent over slightly her hair was getting into her eyes, but she did not care, she made no effort to adjust it in any way shape or form. The thin strands of hair were directly touching and rubbing against her cornea, against her sclerae and irises, but she had no reaction, her eyes didn’t do as much as flinch. She turns around and stands straight again, and she started to lift her (Linn’s) shirt with her one hand while her right hand kept scratching and cutting all over her legs.

The moment her eyes register the few rays of light reflecting from the mirror, showing the tiniest bit of a dark blue lace as she was lifting the shirt, she gasps once more, a shocked sharp inhale, and the moment she inhaled, her entire forearm turns into a 3 meter long exceptionally sharp bone blade, as it extends out, it shatters the mirror she was looking into.

Fedora snaps back, she quickly rubs her eyes with her left hand and quickly gets her hair out of her eyes, suddenly it does seem to bother her. Her eyes were burning and were all watery. She looks at the ground, it was all red, and the floor filled with the holes she made with her foot. She looks down at her pants all cut in so many places and her legs just as wounded, her pants were tenting aggressively in the front, she seemed overwhelmed by her surroundings. She looks at her right arm, at the huge bone blade, unable to explain how it got there.

*Fuck fuck fuck fuck, shit, how do I explain this…I got into a fight with a lot of Selvim…no that wouldn’t make sense…I…I fell into a trap and got wounded but I’m fine now…yeah yeah…*

She exhales deeply as all of the wounds all across her body start to heal, in a few seconds, her skin looking as good as new. Her arm too, fluidly morphed from the huge bone blade back into her usual arm.

She kept exhaling and sighing, rubbing her forehead as she bent over, reaching for her glasses.

She sits on the messed up floor and her thoughts start to wonder.

-*How would you feel if you were in her place?*

-*I didn’t do anything to her, I was looking in a mirror.*

-*You were looking in the mirror at her body sexually without her consent, without her knowing.*

-*IT WASN’T REAL, IT’S JUST AN ILLUSION SOME FUCKED UP ILLUSION.*

-*You were getting turned on by the idea that you were looking at your friend’s body without them knowing. You were, you were getting so turned on you were cutting yourself all over. I wasn…You were, you fully were getting off to the idea of looking at Linn’s body without her knowing, you don’t want her as a friend you just want her body you just want to get off to her and then walk away you don’t care about her friendship or her care.*

-*That’s not true, I never did anything to her I always loved her care and her friendship.*

-*Yeah because you thought that it would allow you to et closer to her so you can look at her naked on accident some day, maybe she would leave the bathroom door open when there’s only the two of you in her apartment because she trusts you, you’d hope you could go in there and peek at her naked body without her knowing while she fully believes you would never do anything like that.*

-*NO! That’s not true I would never do that to Linn she’s always been there for me I wouldn’t look at her without her consent.*

-*Oh so you would look at her with her consent, you’re considering asking her to strip for you and if she says yes you’d be more than delighted to see it happen, you are getting turned on thinking about her taking off her clothes.*

-*NO NO NO NO THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT THAT’S NOT TRUE.*

-*Remember your pants after the glass shattered, you were rock hard dying for it that was all your mind was focused on, nothing else, if you were in that state around her you wouldn’t care about consent you wouldn’t care about her feelings you wouldn’t care about what she’s saying you would just want to see that shyness and reluctance she would have to strip naked, you love it when she resists, you love it when she doesn’t know your intentions you love it when she believes you are all innocent and friendly while in reality you dream about fucking her, you get maniacal on the idea that she thinks you’re just friendly when in reality you are acting friendly to get what you want, you get high off of the feeling of superiority of making a fool out of her, out of the feeling of manipulating her into doing what you want and that she never knows your actual inentions.*

-*NO THAT IS NOT TRUE I AM NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON THAT’S JUST WRONG EVIL SATANIC I WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO SOMEONE THAT I LOVE AS MUCH AS LINN.*

-*Do you love her or do you love her ass and tits? You’re staring at them an awful lot while she’s sleeping aren’t you? How would Linn feel knowing that her supposed best friends gets raging hard-ons while staring at her sleep? While staring at how her pajama rode up a bit and her stomach is slightly visible? How would she feel knowing you have impulses to lift the pajama even higher? You tell yourself she’ll never know and never do you have to bring it up ever again do you? You don’t want a relationship with her, you just want her body, her sexually, you just want to use her and then throw her away without having to have any kind of responsibility.*

-*YOU LIE LIE LIE LIE LIE YOU’RE A LIAR I AM NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON I NEVER DID THAT.*

-*But you did think about it many times, during the day alone you think about these things more times than I can count but you always bury these thoughts deep inside you, telling yourself that it isn’t you, that those thoughts are nothing but impulses, but why do you have them in the first place? Are they not you? If they weren’t a part of you, you wouldn’t have them in the first place, you keep hiding from the mirrors because you are afraid of what you actually are.*

-*LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR I’D NEVER HURT LINN EVER EVER SHE’S EVERYTHING TO ME YOU’RE A PREDATOR STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP.*

-*Who’s the real predator? A deer does not eat meat because it doesn’t want to eat meat, the deer never feels the need to eat meat, so the deer never eats meat, the deer lives peacefully because the deer is itself, the deer does not eat meat simply because a deer does not want to eat meat. A wolf doesn’t eat meat because it is forcing itself not to eat meat, the wolf lives in pain and hunger, the wolf lies to itself and eats leaves because the wolf denies it craves meat, the wolf lives in torment since the wolf cannot be itself, the wolf is about to die since the wolf cannot eat meat, the wolf lives in the constant torment of trying to stop itself from eating meat, the wolf one day eats the rest of the wolves, the wolf turns cannibalistic out of it’s starvation from meat, the wolf becomes an abomination from the cannibalism, the wolf dies because the wolf denied what it was, the wolf died because it tried to be what it was not. The wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, the wolf died, there’s nothing else since the wolf died and it’s lIfe is over, nothing comes after death, the wolf wants more after death but the same result keeps popping up, the wolf died, the wolf died the wolf died.*

 

Fedora screams loudly from the deepest depths of her lungs like an infant in the deepest pits of despair, her arm suddenly turns into a huge sword once again, even bigger.

She forces it right through her ribcage, the blood splashing all over the remnants of the glass behind her, her body going limp and leaning forward, the other end of the sword being against the floor, it keeps her limp body still on her knees.

A few hours later she wakes up, her uniform drenched in her own blood, aswell as the floor.

She coughs,leans back, and pulls the huge bone blade out of her ribcage.

2 more flowers on the back of her lower tricep wither. She exhales deeply, the gaping hole through her ribcage healing completely, leaving only her clothes all ripped and torn apart.

She gets up slowly.

-*Fuck me…already up to 5 out of 10…Shit I should’ve been more careful…*

Fedora walks out through the door on the left once again, making sure she is a good numbers of rooms away from the room where she shattered the mirror.

She stops in one of those rooms and starts investigating around for a way to actually leave this place or find any Selvim.

Her face showed a mix of exhaustion and boredom.

 

Fedora kept walking around looking left and right but no matter what she did, she could not find the exit of this goddamn awful place, everything just kept repeating endlessly.

After going through a few more dozen rooms, the number of mirrors became so large that the room was nearly filled with them, leaving her little to no room to walk around.

After so many failed attempts at getting out of here, she finally gets an idea.

Her left hand turns into a big bone hammer and she just smashes the window to bits and jumps out of without a second thought.

The landing was rough but nothing she couldn’t handle. She looks up from the ground as she finally stands up, Linn, Mary and Sylvia were already out and waiting for her at the main entrance to the hotel.

She walks towards them dusting herself off.

-“Phew, what a rough one…”

Hearing the loud thud Mary, Linn and Sylvia all turn around towards the source of the sound.

Linn looks really worried when she finally sees Fedora again, her clothes soaked in blood and  ripped in so many places, mainly on her thighs and her torso.

Linn runs over to her and hugs her tight.

-“Jesus Fedora…I was so worried since you were taking so so so long…and your uniform is all torn up and drenched in blood…what happened?”

-“Just, lots and lots of Selvim and I…” Fedora looks around in the distance for a few seconds, thoughtful. “…accidentally got caught in a trap.”

Linn smiles relieved.

-“Glad to hear that you’re fine!”

Linn gives Fedora one more squeeze and then lets her go.

Fedora walks over to Sylvia and Mary, stretching her arms above her head.

She looks up and down at Sylvia, at how much blood there was on her.

-“So? What was in the other rooms? Seems like you had quite the greeting in there! Hopefully something more interesting than the cartoonish traps I’ve run into.”

Sylvia sighs and tilts her head to the side.

-“We’ve found more than we can share right now. You’ll get to know everything soon, but first we must leave this place, we never know what might emerge from within.”

Fedora looks around confused.

-“Wasn’t like our whole purpose here to destroy the place and make sure no selvim walk out alive or am I missing something here?”

-“What we have found inside is far more than just a hideout, like a cave or a primitive space. We’ve made sure to clear out any threats we could have taken care of, the Kola will come here and investigate the rest on their own.”

They all begin walking towards the stairs to the pod.

-“Wait you mean there were things you couldn’t take care of? Come on man don’t leave me hanging like this tell me something!”

-“The 3 eyed thing from the church…” Says Linn weakly.

-“WAS IT HERE?”

-“No…they were incubated…in there…hundreds of them…like they are raising them here…”

-“WHAT!? Why didn’t you destroy all of the incubators? Did you let them live?”

-“They could have woken up…they seemed mature enough to be able to fight…and you know what happened last time when we got attacked by one of those things.”

-“The Kola will find a way to eliminate them without waking them up. We cannot risk more than we can afford to.”

Fedora sighs as she is the first to go down the stairs inside the pod room.

They get inside the pod, and buckle their belts in place.

-“Let’s hope that they do actually kill them…” Says Fedora as she looks far down the tunnel through the large window of the pod.