Until she glanced at her left side, and she realized SHE HAD GONE COMPLETELY INSANE.
What lies behind it? And what happens if I gaze upon this reflection? I'm looking at nothing. Nothing. It's only my own reflection, except inverted.
I must not look at it, because it is inverted. I must not look at it. I must not look at it. I must not look at it. I must not look at it. I must not look at it. I must not look at it.
**I WOULD RATHER GOUGE OUT MY EYES WITH MY BARE FINGERS BEFORE LOOKING AT THAT HORRIBLE INVERTED REFLECTION