Reflections of Another World
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I stared at it in disbelief, wondering how such a thing could be possible. It was an antique mirror that I had picked up from a thrift store, and it had looked perfectly normal when I first saw it. But now, as I stared at my reflection, I could see that something was different.
Sophie sat at her desk, staring at her computer screen. She had just received an email from her bank, telling her to reset her password. She sighed and clicked the link, knowing she would have to go through the tedious process of resetting her password yet again.
The Test of Ridgewood
It was a quiet morning in the small town of Ridgewood when a package arrived at the doorstep of the local police station. The package was wrapped in plain brown paper and tied up with string, and there was no return address or indication of who had sent it.