"What does it mean?" said Bonnie, curiously. A tarot card, ****, had been glued to the floor of the mirror-lined chamber they were currently standing in. Reflections in every wall grinned and winked when they thought the girls weren't looking. "That's bad, right?"

"Not necessarily," said Susie, biting her lower lip, as she always did when she was thinking. "It could just mean a new beginning. We haven't been here before, right?"

"I don't think so," Bonnie said. She was fully clothed. She wasn't sure why she suddenly felt the urge to confirm that, since it would obviously be absurd for her to have entered the mirror maze in any other fashion, but she definitely was. "I hope we're not just going round and round in circles."

"No, I don't think so. This could be useful." Susie was studying the exits to the room. Each one seemed to be marked with another tarot card, glued to a nearby post, and a chalked arrow. "Look! I think these are clues! If we decipher them properly, we could get out of here!"

"Great! So which way do we go first?"