"Welcome home, Lexi" Amber's voice giggled from all around.
"What?" Sam yelled looking around to find the source of the voice, "whats going on? Where are you?"
"I'm everywhere, Lexi," she said, "and so are you."
"Stop calling me that!"
"But that's your name" Amber said as the articles of clothing surrounding him shifted into mirrors. Everywhere he could possibly look, he saw himself in his current predicament from every imaginable angle. "This is who you are now. The wardrobe you had tried to escape from has now become your permanent residence."
A sound poured down from a sight less above. A drawer opening. "What the hell?!" Sam heard his own voice. He remembered. That was when it all started- his sock drawer filled with stockings and pantyhose.
He yelled out, "get rid of the wardrobe! Stay away from Amber!"
"He can't hear you," Amber said, "did you hear you?"
"I don't have time for this!" Sam's past voice continued up above.
"I didn't..." Sam responded.
"Thats right," Amber said, "because once you arrive here, you will ALWAYS arrive here."
"But how did this start?" Sam asked, "if the future impacted the past. What was the original past that led to the future?"
"There was no original past," she said, "the two are inseparable. If it makes it easier to accept- just call it destiny. Its your destiny to be here, just as its my destiny to be motivated to bring you here."
Sam spaced out and looked at his humiliating reflection. He had stumbled into a universal phenomena...and for what...to be stuck like this...
"No...." Sam heard his voice again moaned, "this is impossible! I got rid of the wardrobe! This shouldn't be happening! How did you get into my closet?! How are you affecting my doors?"
"This room," Amber continued to Sam, "will be behind every door you open. You will be as I want you to be in every room you choose to go. You will do as I want you to do in every place I want you to be." Amber paused. "That spirit?"
A pink flash interrupted Sam's vision.
"Yes. That one," Amber continued, "That spirit is my ownership of you.. Your life is mine now."
Another version of Sam echoed from the room, "How many dicks will you have me suck before you're satisfied?!"
"What was that?!" Sam yelled, "I never said that."
"You don't get it..." Amber said with the tone of a smirk, "the past and future are connected- especially in here...."
Sam gulped.
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