Pitch Black

You let go of the handle and the mirror hits the floor, shattering into hundreds of tiny pieces. They reflect the light around the room in small specks like stars. You look down at the pieces and see hundreds of reflections of yourself, but they're not blinking with you. Each one is moving about in its own, in a different way. You back up startled and run into a person. Your turn around slowly, but before you get there you feel a tiny prick on the side of your neck. Everything goes black.

You wake up in the same room lying on the bed. You look around and find a young woman sitting in a chair in from of the dresser. She's looking the other way.