Emma couldn't avert her gaze from the woman inside the mirror. She felt like she was getting pulled towards her. She had a strong urge to get inside the mirror and see her. "How do you know me?" she asked, entranced.
Shira's lips curved up. "That is not the right question Emma. The right question is what do you plan to choose from here on."
"I—" she rasped, wondering what Shira was asking her.
"Do you want to choose darkness or do you want eternal light?"
Emma's stomach twisted in a thousand knots. "I don't understand…" she murmured.
"Emma!" A sharp voice came from the background.
The surface of the mirror started rippling. The image of the woman started to become hazy. She said, "You will understand it, but make a conscious choice. I know you will."
"Emma!" The sharp voice was nearer.
