When You Are the Mirror, and the Mirror Is You

Oh God, oh God, why did I do it, why did I do it, oh God.
Oh God.
I... I need to calm down, I need to think, I need to stop, OH GOD!
O... Okay, I think I'm better. Here, let me tell you what I've done.
When I was a kid, my friends and I always liked to play with that old Bloody Mary legend. Y'know, turn off all the lights in a room, light a candle, say "Bloody Mary" three times in front of a mirror, and she's supposed to appear. She never did, of course. It was just a legend. But we would always swear we felt something, or saw something, or heard something. I always liked to joke about that with my colleagues when I got older. See, we worked at an experimental physics lab, specializing in alternate dimensions, and we liked to joke that we might find Bloody Mary on the other side. We had no idea what any of this stuff was, obviously. We were just workers, bringing stuff over to the big brains. And the biggest brain of all was Dr. Mordicai. Damn, was that man smart! But he was never stuck up about it. He was a pretty good guy, although we always hurried away when he tried to explain his work. His work. Oh God his work. OH GOD WHY! HisworkhisworkhisworkhisworkhisworkhisOHGODhisworkhisworkGODWHYhisworkohgod.
...
I...I think I'm better OHGOD.
Why...
I can... I can continue now... Yes. I can.
But one day, he started growing fidgety and nervous, and it only got worse. He started yelling at us, he looked tired, he dropped things. Then, about a month after this started, he outright collapsed. Just fell down right in the middle of the room. Paramedics came, but by that point he was up and walking again. He shoved them out the door and then explained that evidence had led him and other people in his field to believe that there were no alternate dimensions. We all knew what an awful blow that must have been. He had spent his whole life on this, and now, it was all gone. But no amount of pity would've stopped me from tearing him limb from limb if I knew what was going to happen next, and what he would do. All he said was, "I'm going to make it all worth it, boys." And then he left.
Oh god.
I should have just left my watch there, I know I should have, it was stupid of me not to, ohgodwhy.
But it was a family heirloom, see, I couldn't just leave it there. And besides, I didn't know anything was wrong. How could I?
It was after midnight, I think, and I had been looking for about 10 minutes, when Dr. Mordicai sped past and grabbed me and started babbling. I can remember his words, oddly. I never had a good memory. But I guess this place changes you.
"Oh God," he said, "Oh God All I was doing was making it all right, making it all worth it but it didn't do that, see, it didn't, no no no no oh god no, see? Because you need a gate, a starting point, don't you see, so I used a mirror, a reflection is just light, after all, but it changed, it made it real, it was real, it was me before but now its still me, see, but its not and now the mirrors aren't mirrors and the reflections are you and its all wrong ohgo-" and then he disappeared. But perhaps "shattered" is a better word. He just... broke... into millions and trillions and immeasurable pieces.
OHGODOHGODNOOHGODHISWORKHISWORKYOUSEENOWOHGODYOUSEEYOUSEEOHGODOHGODNO
And I walked a little bit farther to try to find what had done this. I was terrified, but what to do? What to do? And I saw a mirror and I saw myself. And then... the reflection MOVED. It reached out and touched me and found me and I became the mirror and the mirror was me.
This is my 150087645 time telling this. I don't know how long I've been here. There's nothing here. Just an invisible floor, and nothing. Something here keeps me from the sweet grip of insanity.
OH GO-
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