Pink Glass Box

You reach forward, whether through instinct or due to simple color preference you reach for the pink glass box. Odd geometric shapes decorate the entire box, distorting the glass and making the contents difficult to see. A small golden padlock connects the top and bottom sections, sealing away the prize inside.

With your choice in hand you turn to the mirror version of yourself, holding the locked container as a universal "this one" motion.

The Other You's smile grows almost impossibly larger. Pure glee mixed with sadistic delight shine behind familiar eyes. The reflection reaches behind its back, returning with an identical version of your pink glass container. Pulling a key out of seemingly nowhere the reflection deftly unlocks it, the small gold lock falling away, clattering against the glass floor.

Looking down you see the lock on your side has fallen as well. You begin lifting the lid, anxious about what you might find. You release a confused sigh as the sight you were met with was a small pink band, a bell hanging daintily from the front.

You look up, searching for answers with the Other You. The other you is grinning smugly, both hands holding the item just uncovered. Its eyes meet yours and begin to laugh. A shiver runs down your spin and the reflection you grasps the pink collar and wraps it around its neck.

You arms jerk themselves around, grabbing the collar and replicating the mirrors movements obediently. You panic as the world fades to dark around you.