Run

Nami didn't like the prospect of fighting an ability user without her Climactact.

As soon as Brulee had emerged from the mirror, already the cat burglar had jumped over the tied-up men and out back into the connecting hallway.

It was then that she realized she had made a mistake.

Lining the walls of the thin corridor, in both directions were mirrors of all shapes and sizes.

Behind her she could hear the rousing of the men she had just beaten. The sounds of their feet suggested that they had been set free.

"Not good..." she cursed, caught between a rock and a hard place.

There was no turning back now however, and with a deep breath to steady herself, she bolted in the direction of the door.

Right as she approached the first mirror, a clawed hand shot out. She had expected as much however, and with her honed speed Nami swerved. Sharp nails ripped through the middle of her blouse as she just barely dodged their grasp, but still she wasn't in the clear just yet.

Mirror after mirror Brulee would claw out with frightening speed, and each time Nami would just be able to avoid them by a literal hair's breadth. She ducked and weaved through the seemingly endless hall, her clothes slowly shredded away bit by bit.

Finally she reached the exit, and tumbling through she rolled on to the outside.

"I made it!" she gasped, holding her knees as she caught her breath.

"Wiwiwiwi, I wouldn't be too sure about that..."

Above the doorway was a mirror Nami hadn't seen when she first arrived. And before she could react long hands reached out, wrapping their bony fingers around her neck.

"Hya!" she screamed, kicking frantically as she was dragged back towards the house.

"Now come... Come into my world!" laughed the witch in the mirror.