Here we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
When it stops, it's just beginning
Good job, team! You got the door open! And closed! And sealed with magic! You're walking (or running, whatever) down a hall! And there's a door at the end! And when you go through it you find yourself-
-back in the same room with the mirror and the girl.
What, did you think it would be that easy?
Except now the room is covered in a thin sheet of ice, with dripping water the only sound you can hear. And the girl is sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth as she holds a small and incredibly mildewy stuffed horse and hums the same song from before. If you look in the mirror, you won't see your reflection: instead you'll see an empty field, and in the field, a well.
-back in the same room with the mirror and the girl.
What, did you think it would be that easy?
Except now the room is covered in a thin sheet of ice, with dripping water the only sound you can hear. And the girl is sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth as she holds a small and incredibly mildewy stuffed horse and hums the same song from before. If you look in the mirror, you won't see your reflection: instead you'll see an empty field, and in the field, a well.
Sun comes up, we all laugh.
Sun goes down, we all die...
Sun goes down, we all die...
