Youâre extremely bored one day and start playing rock, paper, scissors in the mirror. Your reflection wins.
It had been a long and rainy monday. And after a long day of work, you didnât really feel like doing anything.
But⌠you were really bored.
You go over to the mirror near the dresser and start playing rock, paper, scissors with yourself. You know itâs kind of weird, but hey, at least youâre not as bored anymore.
After a couple of minutes you start to notice small tics of your mouth everytime you finish a round. Which is weird seeing as you expected the outcome, because what did you think was gonna happen, and because you couldnât feel yourself doing it.
You try again, going for rock, and is dumbfounded when you look into the mirror and find that your reflection is most definitely doing paper, not rock. You look back and forth between your own hand and the reflection of it, but nope, you were right, you are using rock and your reflection isnât.
You look up at your own face and see an almost sinister smirk spreading across it. You feel youself trembling, because how can this be happening? Did you fall asleep? Have you been doing this for so long you started going insane?!
And then, the reflection starts squealing, snapping you out of your thoughts. You suddenly notice that your reflection wasnât smirking at all, it was grinning from ear to ear while jumping up and down.
Jup, definitely gone crazy.
âYou have no idea how long I been trying to do that!â The reflection says.
Oh great. It speaks.
