Book Eight: Chapter 102

“That’s fucking strange,” said Sofia. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it away, revealing an ornate mirror. The frame was gilded and inlaid with precious gems, but Mike wasn’t interested in that. Removing the blanket caused his ears to pop on a magical level. At first glance, the mirror’s surface seemed to be black.

“Oh, wow.” Nyx moved up to the mirror and crouched down. “I’ve never seen something like this before!”

“It’s a mirror,” said Sofia.

Nyx craned her head so far back that it looked like her spine had disconnected. “Not a proper mirror,” she replied. “This one has no reflection.”

Mike moved next to the fae and studied the glass. The beam from his flashlight traveled through the glass to illuminate the reflected room inside the mirror. Puzzled, he leaned forward and held his hand up behind the mirror just to be sure it wasn’t a doorway disguised as a mirror.

“I hate it,” muttered Sofia. “It’s clear that it takes us someplace else.”

“But