[Right now he wants a mirror. He wants one, just to know what she's talking about. But he doesn't need one. He knows what she means. He saw it in those mirrors. So many images of him, so many of them with those dim, glowing eyes. They had seemed so soulless at the time. He lowered his eyes, suddenly not wanting them to be seen. He was even more of a freak than ever. Another step towards being a demon.
Just like Hellboy.]
They can't be... those were just tricks. Those mirrors weren't real.
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Just like Hellboy.]
They can't be... those were just tricks. Those mirrors weren't real.