STORY STARTER
A portal appears from a mirror in the bathroom at an old pub. Your character has ten seconds to decide what to do before it closes.
F*ck
Sal looked at the mirror then at the friend behind him. “It can’t be worse, we may as well try.”
“I’ll do it if you go”
He gave a nod and took a deep breath before stepping in. Sal waited…
And waited…
To no avail.
He had been left all alone. Sal was too damn drunk to register just yet. He looked at his feet first, then looked around with a little too much blur in his vision. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real that he’s sitting in a wet cave entrance with a crab beginning to crawl up his leg. None of it was setting in just yet.
I really liked this! Since his name is Sal, all I can picture is the impractical jokers. I can hear Murr saying "tell him you'll follow him into the mirror... now don't." 😭
