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"I wouldn't touch that if I were you," a voice said. "It's very cursed."
Eve spun around looking for whoever it was that had spoken. No one had been in the room with her a moment before.
"Over here," the voice continued. "In the mirror."
She turned and saw a face, that looked like a masquerade mask, floating in the frame against a black background. Unexpected, but not so far out from here usual work that she was all that surprised. It was par for the course.
"A magic mirror," she said. "Just what this mission needed."
"I can help."