So I froze, unable to comprehend how my parents could be there but also not there. I turned to the mirror and the image changed.
Mesmerised, I let go of Ann and stood, watching as the past was revealed to me.
“Alright James, all we want you to do is swallow this pill that’s called Mystermianango which is an experimental drug designed specially for your condition. We can’t guarantee that it will work but we have to try.”
“He did it. Oh yes, he did. He silenced the voices. Now Mr Mango is all I need. I LOVE YOU MR MANGO! Thank you doctor, it was a struggle trying to regain control but now I’ve managed it.”
“And are you alright with the way you’ve been treated? Not offended or harmed in any way?”
“I’m not happy that they’ve put me in a special hospital but otherwise I’m fine. THE FOXES SHALL NEVER STEAL MY BREAD! I was completely insane before the Mr Mango pill. I just shouted senseless things, sometimes at random. NO JENNY! YOU CANNOT PUT CRABS IN MY BROOMSTICK! The therapists told me to create a coping mechanism to help me deal with my problem, finding a focus for the crazy me would silence the voices and allow me to function like a normal person. That didn’t work, so I came to you and I’m happy I did but now I keep thinking about star jumps.”
“Hopefully we can put that dreadful past behind you, the Mystermianango needs taking twice a day and soon you’ll feel better. Just make sure no-one but you can take them, they may have negative effects on someone without your condition. It’s also illegal for us to give them to you so they’re in antibiotics packaging to avoid suspicion.”
“BUT THE CHAIRS DON’T CHEER FOR GRANDMA! I used to get lost inside my mind while the other me went out and screamed its craziness. It’s such a relief to know that Mr Mango will keep the voices at bay, it will be nice to have control. CONTROL WHEN WE ROLL, ROLL, ROLL INTO THE STEAMING OPEN GOAL!”
“You may experience side effects such as blackouts but you shouldn’t worry because that will mean the medicine is working.”
“THE CARPET CHEWS ON MY SPACESTATION! Are we done now? I really want to get back home.”
Those images went away and I found myself watching through another man’s eyes, I could hear his thoughts.
Stupid Ralphie, losing all my money like that. How am I supposed to buy food for the kids now? Stupid street, stupid pavement, stupid job, stupid foreman, stupid stupid. I’m not even getting paid for that work and to top it all off the bus hasn’t come. Who are these people? Dressed up fancy? Should I? No, I’m not a bad person.
“Honey, watch it. He’s got a knife!”
What’s she screaming for? Oh, right. I don’t have pockets so have to carry my work knife in my hand. Why not? Got to be worth a try.
“Give me all your money! The jewels too, lady!”
Yeah, that’ll do it. They look so scared, they’ll just hand their stuff over. Wait, what’s this guy doing?
“Come any closer and I’ll cut you!”
Damn it, I killed him. Leave no witnesses. That’s how people get away with this stuff. Ok, she’s dead too. What now? Oh, yeah. Run.
My parents. That’s how they died. I turned to Agatha whose hair was blowing even though there was no breeze, in fact the air was still. I realised that we were in a large stone room with the strange engravings. Then I realised, my dream wasn’t a dream, it was a premonition.
Watching Agatha carefully I awaited her inevitable destruction. As she opened her mouth to scream she burst into flames, just like in the dream. It was all because of the mirror. The mirror had to be destroyed.
Featured image credit to Bartek D of Penumbra