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... C-2.
Concrete dust clung to the air. Old pipes rattled overhead.
He didn't stop moving.
He just turned to the nearest mirror, a cracked panel of glass above a control box.
He phased through it.
Inside the mirror world, everything twisted. Shapes blurred.
Echoes of reflections spun in impossible directions.
He had 4—maybe 5—seconds at most. That's all.
His eyes darted.
Where's the exit mirror?
He aimed for one.
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