REXANNA
"Adam, don't!" Whatever he is intending on doing could only make things go from bad to worse, and that is exactly what happens. She glares at him briefly before the girl brings her attention back to the chair and the child in it, and her game is one that the Penumbra has no interest in playing. It doesn't look like she'll have a choice, though, not with the doors under the girl's control. She gives the bullet wound a regretful look, but it only drives home how inhuman the child is. A ghost or a ghoul or something even worse, maybe. Her skin would crawl if it still could, but she doesn't waste any more time.
Confidently, shoulders straight, she walks further into the room and raises her hand to touch the mirror, trying to push through and into it.
Confidently, shoulders straight, she walks further into the room and raises her hand to touch the mirror, trying to push through and into it.
