Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Every year her college went on the same field trip to the same place in Egypt to the same museums. It was the most boring trip of the year, yet Annette always found the trips exciting. It enticed her, the museums they had filled with the old pharaohs and their things. This museum that they came to every year had a new exhibit of a unnamed pharaoh that had been discovered in the sands with his things. Annette was the first one out of the bus and running with the stairs into the museum. She had seen everything in these halls, time and time again and now there was something new to look at that she couldn't wait for. Annette slow down you hopping bunny of energy! Her gay friend Star had called to her. Annette paused at the top stairs of the museum looking down at the dyke and smiled as she took her long red hair and began to braid it before pinning it up. She straightened her pale teal top and fixed the belt around her pants that held them up. Annette bent down to swat the sand off her combat boots as Star finally met her at the top of the stairs. Star weaved her arms through one of Annette's small pale one as they busted through the museum doors. Ah don't you just love the smell of the undead Annette? Of course you do...I can see that twinkle in your eyes. Annette rolled her eyes. It took then a couple minutes to go through the museum until they finally were at the new display. Usually there was guide to tell them more about the display, but there was nothing really special about the glass case. Star took one look at the case, huffed and pulled away from Annette before going to the other exhibits. No one really seemed interested in the case but Annette wanted a closer look. There were two cases in the middle of the room. One with the sarcophagus of the pharaoh and the other with the things they had found, or at least some of them, in a standing up glass case. There seemed to be a few things for a woman looked in the case, hair pins, jewelry someone of that time might wear, and a mirror. None of these things look like things a pharaoh would have.. Annette muttered to herself as she examined the mirror closer. She crouched down, crossing her arms over her chest. The mirror looked brand new, and it glistened as she glimpsed inside of it. There were jewels embedded into the mirror, gold spun around the handle and Annette placed her hands against the glass case. She wanted to touch the mirror, to examine it and see if maybe a name had been inscribed on the back. Instead the mirror shinned and rippled and Annette's brows furrowed in curiosity. She pressed her face closer to the glass as the case started to shake. Hey Star! You have to come look at this! As she got to her feet the room started to shake and it was like Annette had been drugged as she tried to move, the room was spinning around her and before she could even think to yell for someone again she had hit the ground. The noises came first to her ears, but there was only black on the back of her eyelids. Annette rolled on her back. Maybe Star had heard her calling for her and came into the room, but the ground felt funny. Was she...on sand? She moved her fingers around, pushing the sand around her fingers hit something metal before she slowly began to open her eyes. She saw the sky first before she heard the native tongue of the land being shouted out amongst the streets. Annette sat up roughly, her hands grasping whatever they had found in the sand. She picked it up clutching it to her chest as she pushed her back against the wall of a building. She was in an alleyway..but it was like she was on set for a movie. Was she dreaming? Was someone playing a bad joke on her? Annette looked down in her hands at the item she clutched..it was the mirror in the case and it was glistening at her. How the...what the fuck is going on? Annette almost screamed.