I wish I could say I liked what was looking back at me, but I can’t, because I don’t. It’s not me. I have long red hair, bright blue eyes, and pale skin,but my reflection has a few strands of grey hair, wrinkled skin that says like it’s too big for the bones of the creature, and faded eyes that have seen too many years. See, this is no ordinary mirror. It’s a mirror that shows what you will become...