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Started July 23, 2019 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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Ivy blinked. "Who are you?" she croaked.

At this point the girl was conflicted on how to respond. "Hi, yes, I'm your Reflection who's been risking her life protecting your side ever since you first looked into a mirror. Now you're here, and if you don't go back, I could end up getting us both killed."

Uh, yeah no.

"This is all a dream…! So I'm you kind of?" the girl blurted out. Stupid, stupid!

"Oh," Ivy breathed, rolling onto her back to stare at the cracked ceiling. "I hope I wake up soon. Everywhere hurts. I'll have to search up the meaning of dreaming about yourself."

"Try the mirror again," she suggested, relieved that Ivy was buying the dream excuse. "To wake up I mean."

Ivy nodded and tried to stand up, but fell back on the ground with a groan.
"Can't move my shoudler. I'll just sleep here for a bit before waking up. You're quite nice…" She trailed off, shutting her eyes.

"Ah-" she managed to get out before watching Ivy fall asleep again. At this point, the Reflection panicked. She couldn't just stay here. More Rogues could come along with their little friend to inspect the mirror. Something so much worse could happen. She had to get both of them out of here. Cracking open the door, she looked around into the other room. No random strangers ready to attack. She did however see a dusty table cloth, ripped in some places at the hem. That would do nicely for cover. After one quick glance at Ivy, the Reflection darted out to grab the cloth and fashioned it into a cloak of sorts with a hood to cover her face. Returning to the bathroom, the girl picked up Ivy with slight resistance into a bridal hold. Lifting her up, she attempted to put Ivy back into the mirror. It of course failed. Sighing, "Ivy" carried her Counterpart out of the building, wondering where else she could go without causing suspicion. She began running through the back streets, feeling a bit bad for jostling Ivy. There would be worse if they were caught though.

Ivy regained just enough consciousness to realize she was being carried off somewhere. She let out a quiet moan, keeping her eyes shut against her pounding headache.

The Reflection gave Ivy's head a gentle rub before focusing on what was ahead. Seeing another safe location, she darted inside the building, shutting the door carefully. Setting Ivy down on the floor, the Reflection got to work on barricading the door. No one could know what happened. "Sorry," the girl apologised quietly.

Ivy woke up properly when she felt cold stone beneath her. She slowly sat up, rubbing her head, eyes still closed. "What happened,?" she murmured groggily.

"Uh…" she started, unable to come up with an excuse. "I ran here so we wouldn't be found and killed!"
Again, no.
"I carried you because… I figured you wouldn't want to sleep in a bathroom," the Reflection managed.

Ivy frowned, opening her eyes. "That's fair enough. Where are we now, then, if not in school?"

"The other side of-" the girl had to stop herself. She couldn't say exactly where they were. Ivy was smart and would get the hint sooner or later if her words slipped.
"Wait… I'm actually not sure," the Reflection lied.

Ivy sighed. Figures I'd be slightly useless. "Okay, fine. Well we just have to–"
She spotted the barricaded door. Freezing on the spot, she frowned and pointed. "Why?"

Wait… dreams were almost always weird right? Ignoring the question, the Reflection looked around for something to make into a makeshift pillow at least. There really wasn't a whole lot to work with though. "Look for a pillow or something to help your head," "Ivy" somewhat commanded.

"I'm not tired!" she protested childishly. "I want to figure out what's going on, cause this seems way to convincing to be a dream."

"See, this is one of those dream things were you know it's a dream and can explore it. That's why," the girl replied as she searched a small closet for supplies. Luckily she found a pillow. Unfortunately it was very flat.

"Okay, me," Ivy sighed. "Spill the tea. This is very weird and I don't think it's a dream. Am I high right now or something?"

Taking the pillow, the Reflection set it gently on the ground before looking for something to help disguise Ivy. Another cloth like hers perhaps. Her Counterpart's words were quite confusing to understand. Tea? What tea? And why waste it and spill it? High?
"What does your suspicion have to do with altitudes?" she asked, now closing the closet, unsatisfied with it's contents.

Ivy squinted. "High. I'm asking you if I'm on drugs and hallucinating this."

It seemed like an easy way out of the situation. "A bit, yes. I lied earlier because you seemed really out of sorts," the Reflection replied, making up the story on the spot.

"I—" Ivy considered this. It would be easy for the other her to simply go along with what was happening. Could she really believe herself? "I don't believe you." She'd judge the reaction.

"Explain your weak body and headache then," she countered. If Ivy actually did have an answer, then she already had another attempt to convince her Counterpart. However, if it didn't work, there was no other way out but the truth.

Ivy squeezed her eyes shut, covering her face with her hands. "Something with a mirror. I can't seem to remember."

"Exactly. Don't worry about it, the pain should leave soon," the girl said as calmly as she could. "Your head should feel less foggy too."

"Okay, stop!" Ivy cried. "You're being really being really dismissive. Please, me, just tell me what's really happening," she requested pleadingly. "Please."

The Reflection paused, eyes wide. There was no other way around this. Plus… it would make things a lot easier to keep Ivy safe…
"Alright. You'll want to stay seated though, because it's a lot," the girl said, sitting in front of Ivy. Her legs were crossed comfortably and the Reflection looked into her Counterpart's eyes. The exact same as her own.
"I'm what is called a Reflection. My job is to keep you from crossing over to this world to protect you from what are known as Rogues. They… are Reflections who have lost their Counterpart. Basically, without a purpose… some aren't sure what else to do," the Reflection started. "I failed my mission due to what you saw from the other side. That 'child,'" the girl said, making air quotes with her fingers, "was a Rogue."

Ivy sighed. "Right. Okay." She buried her head in her hands, then looked back up. "Can you be straight with me, please?"

"Ivy" became irritated with her Counterpart. "I just was! How much straighter do you want me to be? Oh yeah, if you don't return home, both of us will die. This has never happened before and I'm not much more sure what to do than you are," the Reflection rambled, putting her head and in her hands. It was ironic as she had mirrored Ivy's previous action by doing so.

Ivy fell silent, eyes wide, watching herself mimick herself. She frowned— how was she even supposed to address her Reflection?
In the jumble of thoughts that had packed into her mind, she managed: "Can I call you Ivy-too?" Like the Black Mirror episode.

The girl looked up at Ivy, who seemed to be staring at her in shock. At the question, she simply nodded. She didn't know what else she would be called.