July 27th 1888Being stirred awake by the sound of repeated knocking, I meandered exhaustively to the door of Scott and I's ft. Opening the door, I greeted an equally tired officer, whom I did not recognize, in nothing but my torn skivvies. Eyeing the pale police man up and down, his unkept ministerial mustache was pointing in off directions from the chinstrap of his officers helm, and the buttons of his shirt were buttoned incorrectly. He did the same to me, avoiding my crotch hole but not seeing me as much to be impressed with, according to his expressions. However, he left little for me to want to impress.

  "May I help you?" I asked, too tired to care whether he was here for important business or otherwise. The question snapped the officer to attention with the expected indignant gaze.

  "I was hoping so. There's a matter within your jurisdiction that I was sent to inform you of; Involving that of a witch's enchantment." He replied with a tone to match his previous indignant look.

  Pursing my lips, I turned my head back into the apartment in hopes of seeing Scott. Doing so reminded me that he had left early this morning on an errand halfway across London, leaving me to take care of the pce. Turning back to the officer, impatiently taping his fingers across the doorframe, I nodded. "Sure… Where is the address?"

  "I already have a Cabbie waiting outside for you. Detective Ron was insistent that I make sure you arrived today as it is of the upmost importance."

  "I'll just grab my witch then," I smiled back.

  "And some pants, I hope…" the officer sassily smirked before heading down the stairs.

  "Oh, right!" I panicked, going back to my room to get dressed. Heading downstairs, I found Elysif finishing her breakfast. Without a word, I took her hand, much to her surprise, and began leading her out to the Cabbie.

  "Wait, where are we going?" Elysif asked, perplexed by my ck of communication.

  "Don't know. Witch business. Our jurisdiction. Supposedly very important," I stated as we rode off.

  Upon our arrival, we found the reason for our urgency was due to it being within the police station. Several people had gathered around a hallway corridor, staring as if waiting for it to move. As soon as we arrived, they scattered, ignoring us as if we didn't exist. Though I assumed that most of them just didn't care to get involved, which, same.

  "So what seems to be the problem?" Elysif asked one of the officers.

  "No idea. The hallway has kept making weird noises ever since some old dy started yelling gibberish outside before running off into the sunrise smog. Oh, and none of us can seem to make it to the door at the end of the hallways," He replied before walking off quickly.

  Elysif, wanting to know more but unable to ask any further before being left, turned to me with a curious smirk. Raising a finger in excmation, she skipped over to the hallway alongside me, and lowered it in disappointment, saying, "I have no clue as to what this could be."

  Looking down the hallway, a low hum shifted throughout and into my bones, unsettling me to an odd degree. "So what do we do?" I asked before admitting under my breath, "I am not entirely sure what we are looking for, to be honest."

  She let out a sigh before shrugging it off and looking around the corridor entrance for… something. "We look inside for anything resembling a rune or a totem. If it is just a simple curse, it should fade after a few days, but a rune or totem could st until we remove them. All I know is an old dy said words, and now no one can reach the door at the end of the hallway. That means very little to me," She began saying with a rather passive aggressive tone.

  "Well, it means nothing to me, so you're doing better than I," I replied.

  Rolling her eyes, Elysif grabbed my shoulder, and the two of us stepped forward.

  Stepping through the doorway, the humming continued to envelope us like the green and white decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Of the furnishings, there were a few bck and white photographs of the local police Chief and a single long mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. Within the hallway were two doors other than the one on the end, leading to different rooms. Seeing as how the two rooms were opposite each other, Elysif poked her head in the left-side doorway while I did the same for the right-side room.

  Inside, there was an officer filing folders as if nothing was amiss. Giving me a wave, he walked over and shut the door without a word. Looking over Elysif decided to close the door she had looked through with a shake of her head. Disatisfied, she stepped forward with a wave of her hand, pulling me along for whatever it was we were looking for.

  As we walked, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with their gaze, not with their eyes but with a looming presence otherwise nondescript. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whomever may walk through, as if the center of a judgment council. Lifting them up to see underneath, there was nothing but a ft back end. The same goes for the mirror, except for a brown paper backing.

  Elysif, not satisfied in the slightest, let out a loud huff and dropped to all fours. Getting down with her, we eyed the baseboards up and down until I had an idea of where every fke of wood grain was in a highway of wood. The shodily stained baseboards meeting with the worn down carpet floor had nothing in terms of magical elements. With nothing left to check, we walked to the end of the corridor and eyed the doorframe up and down but saw nothing of interest in the off-white paint. Opening the door, we walked through together.

  Stepping through the doorway, the humming continued to envelope us like the green and white decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same furnishings lined the walls as before. There were the same few bck and white photographs of the local police Chief and the same long mirror, held within an illustrious gold trimmed frame. Within the hallway were two closed doors other than the one on the end, leading to the rooms we had checked earlier.

  Elysif and I turned to each other in shock. Walking backwards, we were in the police station at the entrance of the hallway. Stepping back into the hallway in near unison dance, nothing changed.

  "I see what they mean by not reaching the end of the hallway now…" Elysif said with a defeated sass I knew to be pure confusion. She had no clue what had just happened.

  With the same humming continuing at the end of the corridor, we stepped through the doorway, the green and white decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor danced around us in its repetative decorations. Just as before, the eyes of the police chief's photos followed us with their looming presence, their faces pstered with concern instead of judgment. The mirror across the hall still reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever walked through.

  Like before, we walked through the door at the end of the corridor, finding ourselves at the other end. The humming continued to envelope us like the grey and white decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished centimeter of the corridor. The same furnishings lined the walls. The same bck and white photographs of the local police Chief and the same wide mirror, held within an illustrious gold trimmed frame. Within the hallway was a door other than the one on the end, leading to one of the rooms we had checked earlier.

  Elysif became more visually irritated as she began rubbing her head. Getting on all fours again, she pulled out a rag from her handbag and began furiously wiping down the baseboards as if there was some invisible rune etched somewhere. Grabbing a rag myself, I rubbed the boards across from her so as not to be completely useless. Once the baseboard had been properly wiped, we got up and tried walking through once more, only to end up back where we started.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished centimeter of the corridor. The same furnishings lined the walls. The same painted busts of the local police Chief and the same long mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. Unlike before, no doors beside the one on the end were left. Did I imagine them?

  Elysif and I stood still, her face twisted in confusion as she tried to wrap her mind around what had happened, while my expression showed the ck of conscious thought behind my eyes. As if our brains had sinked together with what little brains cells we had left to share, we bolted to the end of the hallway and through the door.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  This time, we stopped. The humming still continued as it had never stopped. The wallpaper, now depicting dancers in gold and bck across every centimeter of unfurnished wall. The photos, busts, or paintings were gone, and the two doors had returned. Remaining was the mirror with a poorly painted yellow wood frame.

  "This doesn't make any sense… We can walk out but can't walk forward… riddle… no… I got it!" Elysif said to herself before punching the mirror as hard as she could. Jumping back in shock, I quickly began observing her hand.

  "What the hell! Are you okay? Are you bleeding? Do you need help?" I frantically shouted before she lowered her hand, wiped off the few minor cuts to her knuckles on her shirt, and began skipping to the end of the corridor with a content smile pstered across her smug face. Walking through the doorway at the end, she appeared at the other end of the hallway whilst I stood in front of the same mirror, now magically repaired and framed in a green wooden frame with tiny people painted in the corners. Rather than getting freaked out, Elysif stomped her feet on the ground in rage over her intuition being wrong.

  Before I could offer my thoughts, Elysif had already grabbed my arm and was leading me to the end of the hallway, where we promptly strutted through. The humming continued to envelope us like the yellow and red decorative dancer wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and a now broken mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  The humming continued to envelope us like the green and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished meter of the corridor. The same furnishings as before lined the walls. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious copper trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's photos seemed to follow us with the same horrid presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a murder.

  Passing through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Sprinting through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us as we ran like the blue and red decorative flower wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. Cement busts of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious prism frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's busts seemed to follow us with the same humoured presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a comedy routine.

  Running through the door at the end of the corridor again, the humming continued to envelope us like the white and green decorative vase wallpaper lining every unfurnished millimeter of the corridor. The same bck and white photos of the local police Chief and the same tall mirror, held within an illustrious wood trimmed frame. As we ran, the eyes of the police chief's mouths seemed to follow us with a mocking presence. The mirror across the hall from them reflected them at every angle, looking directly at whoever may walk through, as if the center of a public humiliation.

  Stopping to catch our breath, we bent with our hands on our knees. The subtle changes of the corridor slowly drove me insane, but the repetativeness of it belittled my brainstems. Pulling out the revolver from my side holster, I shot the doorframe at the end of the corridor. Immediately, every officer in the building had a gun or baton pointed in my direction. Elysif had jumped back, equally as surprised as they were.

  "Just trying something. Ignore me!" I excimed, raising my hands in the air. Hearing this and seeing my reaction, the officers went back to their work with some rather loud, annoyed grumbles.

  "What the hell, Lou!" Elysif excimed angrily.

  "What?"

  Before Elysif could berate me for my irresponsible handling of a firearm, the door on the other end of the corridor opened to reveal Iscariot. The old man with long white hair down to his waist waddled out in his robe, small pouch in hand. From the pouch, he pulled a handfull of paper confetti, which he threw on us aggressively.

  "April fools!" The old man excimed excitedly in his high-pitched voice.

  Elysif and I looked at Iscariot, then to each other, then back to Iscariot, then the floor, now there's cheese, back to Iscariot. We were utterly confused as today was neither April 1st, nor did we feel like this was a prank. Iscariot, noticing our confusion, knelt down.

  "See, I put a portal to my home in that door. Then, I attached another portal to the inside of the doorframe that is connected to the beginning of the hallway. All to mess with the two of you," Iscariot smiled with child-like glee.

  "Why? How does that expin the changing hallway?" Elysif asked, brushing the confetti from her body as she stood up.

  "First of all, it isn't April first. Second, were the police in on the joke, or were they just as much fools as us?" I asked, more annoyed than Elysif.

  Iscariot put his hands behind his back and twisted his foot like a lying schoolboy. "Because it's fun. The portals warp your perception slightly. Time is a bit weird for me so, sorry. Lastly, no, only the officer who picked you up was aware and he wasn't even an officer," He answered before snapping his fingers, returning the hallway to normal. Before Elysif or I could grab him, he quickly retreated to the doorway with a loud giggle and smmed it shut behind him.

  "So should we-" I began to ask before Elysif raised her palm to me in the stop sign.

  "Nope. We are gonna go home and not give him the satisfaction of discussing what happened here ever again. Are you okay with that?"

  "Sounds pleasant to me. Want to stop for lunch on the way back?"

  "That sounds wonderful!" Elysif replied cheerously before skipping ahead of me.