I'm pretty sure I left you wondering. How did the sky play us well? You think I'm crazy. You don't even know the half of it. Perhaps I'll play a game with you. Perhaps I'll tell a story. Or, perhaps I'll recall a memory. But maybe, I'll do all three. A three in one deal.

We were watching a movie. It was about how the wife killed the husband and burned the body. We looked each other in the eyes and we knew that we would never do that too each other.

Back then was different than what we did now. Back then we used to look each other in the eyes like we missed each other already. But what has changed now? A simple question with a complicated answer.

Anyways after the movie. We were in the car. I was driving and we stopped at an intersection. This car came barreling towards us and there was an accident. I swore I saw that fire that burned in her eyes die out. I saw my reflection in her eyes too. My fire died out along with hers. It was as if we were connected. Whatever happens to her affects me or even happens to me.

Such a twisted and beautiful thing that I figured out. We both then saw Black and woke up in this white room. No it was not a hospital. It was a blank white room with just pure white. If you look closer then you'd realize that the room was made of mirrors. Each mirror had a different reflection.

You'd think it would've looked exactly like us. The reflections that were staring back at us were varied. It was as if the mirrors were showing us the different paths we had available to choose from. There was a reflection with people smiling back and a another with a sinister smile. There was one reflection that sent chills down my spine and haunted my very wall being.

It was a mirror all the way in the corner of the room. The mirror showed of betrayal, treachery, and tricks. There was no noise in any mirrors except for that one. You can hear the screams of a thousand ghost. When we walked towards it, it was like an earthquake occurred. The reflection that smiled back was of a horrible scene that I shall not share. There was a crack in the floor. The crack opened for us. We woke up in the hospital perfectly fine.

So now you see if you haven't noticed. What has changed? If you didn't figure it out already then I will tell you. The thing that has changed is that we lived. We fucking lived. And we had to pay the consequences to our deceitful actions.