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"My dearest Lyria,
Please take this magnifying glass, the mirror, and the chocolate (I know how you love that brand, they have that rice paper wrapping...) as a token that I am yet alive. I have not been killed, but I must tell you that you should not consider me alive. I have no way of returning. Farewell, my child.
Please do NOT use the magnifying glass at any cost. Especially take care that you do not look into a mirror with it. I have said too much, but let me just say that this device has something to do with why I am damned away from you, my loving family. You are after all my only child left, and without your mother we are few, but still a family. I knew that you would be hurt more than anything with news of my going missing. But please know that I am alive and you are not alone. I admonish you to not attempt to find me, as I am not in any place that can be reached. I only wished to let you know that you are not yet an orphaned woman.
Love
Dad"
That is what the note said, wrapped around a tiny canister and tied with a bow. It somehow appeared in the mirror, in the downstairs servant quarters. Some of the other servants say that it is where a young woman used to have her room, but it has been decades since that family lived here. Indeed, says the washer woman who works with you day in and day out (Elanda) the family was pronounced dead. Not only the father, but the daughter too, also went missing. Thus the house going for auction. A rich plantation owner bought the place, bringing his army of shall we say, house servants? He is a distant and kind man, despite the disreputable opinion many like him come to deserve.
But that canister indeed has the mirror in it, and a magnifying glass.
What do you do with it?
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The washer woman, bustling around with piles of towels and linens in her arms spotted you looking over those things. "did you find something? I wouldn't play with that in the house or you could get caught!" she barked. And moved past you to the laundry.
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The washer woman was right, I should avoid using this thing later. I sneak the items into my pockets and continue working around the house. Maybe I'd get a chance to look at this stuff later.
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You finish up your work and the lady comes up to you. "You run along now."
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I nod and run to an empty room. I empty out my pockets and look at the items again, particularly the magnifying glass. The letter said not to use it, but that was just silly. It was just a regular old magnifying glass, right? So I used to look the floor, trying to see how well I could see through it.
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Looking at the floor, strangely the floor didn't distort or look anything like when looked at with a normal magnifying glass. There was no warping of the image. Instead, the spot on the floor seemed to expand into a sphere. You could see that inside the sphere there was a stone floor with planks of wood, mallets, buckets of stain, and you could hear someone talking to someone else.
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I was surprised, no regular magnifying glass could do this. I wanted to pull it away to see if I was imagining it, but I was listening primarily to the conversation
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"Please tell me we have another visitor. The last one was so...cute"
"Cute? that's a rather sissy phraseology don't you think? I'd call her fetching"
"You two can carry on all you like, but I'm going to go back to meditating until we have another order"
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I turned my head around and tried to looking for the voices. Those voices have never been heard in this household before, at least not to me. Where could they have possibly come from?
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When you turned your head around, you noticed that the sound was only coming from the sphere of space in front of you. It seemed to be a hole into another world. Somehow that had come from using a magnifying glass on the wood floor?
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I put my magnifying glass aside and looked at the hole. When did this get here? But I remembered what the note said about the magnifying glass shouldn't be used. Now I was starting to wish that I took the note more seriously.
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The hole seemed to resonate with the voices a little longer until it began closing up. Soon it was a blip and then it was gone.
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I almost screamed. I was pretty scared, so I was reluctant to try the magnifying glass again. After about an hour staring at where the hole used to be, I looked at the wall and mustered the courage to use the magnifying glass on it.
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The spot where you looked on the wall grew, expanded into a sphere. There inside was a can of wallpaper glue, a brush, wallpaper rolled up, a plank of wood, and nails.
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I moved the glass away, trying to see if the wall repaired itself like the floor from before.
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Indeed it seemed to. At least, the sphere shrank away and the wall was back to normal.
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I was really confused now. It was quite obvious before this was no ordinary magnifying glass, and repeated use of this confirmed that. I look out the mirror and stared at it. The letter said to not use the magnifying glass on the mirror. Maybe it was a warning, maybe it was just something silly. However, some bit of curiosity took hold as a I started to move the magnifying glass close to the mirror. Could it be that bad?
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As you got the lense's view closer to the mirror, you could see that the edge of the mirror was beginning to bulge out, but it hadn't fully expanded yet, not fully in view.
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I raised my eyebrow. It didn't seem that bad. Maybe the note had exaggerated things, so I brought the mirror full into view of the glass.
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The mirror began to expand until it was in full view on the magnifying glass, and instead, you expanded into a sphere. Or more like...you were sucked into a sphere. WHen you were aware again, you would have noticed that the walls were gone, the floor was a tile floor, and you were no longer in your house, it seemed. The horizon faded into blackness, though there were a couple stars high above. This place was filled with the strangest objects-- including a large "male" symbol, a large branching tree diagram on a blackboard, a journal on what looked to be a crate that you often sat on to read, a brush for washing the floors, and some other things.
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When I appeared in this new place, I looked around, speechless. I just could not find anything to say. I looked at everything in the area. I tried running, seeing if there was a place I could reach to get out.
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It looked like the floor stretched to the horizon, but you couldn't be sure since the horizon and the sky were black. The place was lit by some invisible source of light in the middle of the area where you were. There was what looked like four statues of you, or really three mimes of you. They were so similar. Only, one had no clothes but was painted like a skeleton with a heart painted on his chest, another had his sunday best on and a halo over his head, the other was crying while standing there (tears still wet on his cheeks, but not moving with sobs, still as a statue), and another was sitting on a crate with hay around it-- chalk in hand and drawing pictures.
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I looked at the statues and looked at each one. This was really getting a bit creepy. I tried running again, contemplating what the statues meant.
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Running away, it gets darker and darker, the floor still hard under your feet. However, you notice that you yourself are producing a bit of light so that your feet are making a small spot of light on the ground as you walk.
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I stomp my feet a bit and see indeed wherever I walked, there was a small bit of light. "This is strange," I muttered. I continued walking, although I considered going back because I wasn't seeing anything. But I wanted to see if the light that I was producing would help light the way, even if it was just a small bit of light.
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It seemed to be constant around your body and it illuminated your steps, but not much else. As you keep going you notice (no one has done this before you 
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My heart started racing as I saw the glow. Maybe I was reaching the end! "Maybe it's it an exit!" I shouted. I wasn't even concerned about the light around me.
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The light got brighter as you walked, seemingly bringing the dawn. The sky got lighter, the stars poking through now, and there you could see a glowing city.
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I looked at the city in wonder as I walked up to it. I was at a loss for words. The city was just beautiful. I entered the city, mesmerized by its beauty.
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The buildings were not as bright when you got close as they seemed collectively. It was a well lit city, but all but deserted. There seemed to be some evidence that people lived there, even some litter, but no one to be seen. Suddenly a cab came down the street, drawn by horses. It stopped in front of you and the man inside peaked his head out, tophat tipped. "My condolences, and welcome"
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"Thanks mister," I say bowing, hoping to show some respect. "Can you tell where I am right now?"
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"You are likely dead, or perhaps dreaming..." he said peering at you from under his eyebrows and hat. "but this is Astral city. If I were you I would stay long and work and build it up! there's plenty of opportunity here" he said.
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Wait, I was dead?! Then again, the man did say I may have been dreaming, so I was hoping that was the case. "Mister, I wandered into the city by accident. I'm trying to get back home, do I have to stay here? Where am I going to find work?"
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"You...wandered here..yes" he said nodding. "many do. if you would like work, go to the clothing shop on south and main, they don't have enough hands yet" he sighed. "here's my card. if you need me. just tap your stone"
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"Okay, thanks mister," I say. I start walking according to the directions he gave me. I looked at his card while on the way there.
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it said, "Mr. Samuel Burgiess esq, honorary Mayor of Astral City (AC)
625 Middle 931 Central #42 Upstairs Suite." When you get to the store, it looks closed as no one is shopping, but there appears to be a woman stepping around the shop.
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"Honorary mayor..." I mutter to myself as I look at the card. "That man was the mayor?" Before I could think about the matter any further, I arrived at the shop. I went up to the woman there. "Excuse me ma'am, Mr. Burgiess sent me here. He said I could get a job here."
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She turned and looked at you, her face a mask. Indeed it was a mask. She was a manikin. "he did? oh wonderful" echoed a voice trapped inside. "you can begin right away?" She moved slowly, as if she were hovering. indeed it was unclear if she was under her poofy dress. The clothing shop was mostly dresses and women's fancy clothes, with the exception of some top hats, ties, and men's suits.
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"Right away?" I asked, creeped out by her appearance. "Miss, I don't know how much about this-" Upon noticing that most of the clothes here were women's clothes I stopped and felt uneasy. Yes, there were a few men's clothes, but I was uneasy working with women's clothing for a bit. "You... you don't have many options for men's clothes," I pointed out.
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"Well, we have mostly female customers, with the occasional male. Are you uncomfortable touching women's clothes?" the mask asked pointedly.
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"Well, yes," I admitted. "I am a boy after all." After saying that, I knew I probably could get used to working with the clothing here. But I had also only cleaned my own clothes or sometimes even my master's. I had zero experience working with women's clothing.
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She nodded. "you are a boy, aren't you?" and she paused. "if you like, I can give you room and board as payment. we have meals in the morning at six and in the evening at six. For lunch you will have to fend for yourself" she said stiffly.
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"Yes, I am a boy," I told her. "Thanks though, I don't think I could afford anywhere else. But, why must I ask I have to eat lunch by myself?" Then I wondered what time it was and looked at the clock.
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"Just because we don't have anyone cooking at that time" she said. "I can't pay someone to feed my workers all day long!" she snapped cheerily, her voice rising an octave.
You notice that the grandfather clock in the store showed it to be 8pm.
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I was bothered by her statement. She really couldn't have afforded to have someone make lunch? Noticing it was 8 pm, I wondered if it was time for sleep. "Miss, it's late, so am I going to start work tomorrow instead of today?"
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"Absolutely. You are a bright young lad too, I see" she said ,"even though you are a boy" her voice showed a bit of a joke, though it came off as creepy. She showed you to the stairway and opened the door at the top. "this is your room. " You notice that there are a couple girls asleep there already. there is only one bed. "I apologize for the tight space, we do the best we can for our workers" she said.
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"It's all right," I say, my voice trembling. This lady... thing was actually creeping me out. I wasn't fond of sleeping in a room with some girls, but she said that was the best she could do. "I guess this will do," I state as I head to the bed.
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She nods, "good. come down for work as soon as you wake. we have some late sleepers" she leaves suddenly.
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I nodded and pulled the blankets over me. My eyes started to close as a feeling of fatigue overcame me. Soon enough, I was asleep.
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In the middle of the night, or perhaps in the early morning, you have a vague awareness of being watched and girls whispering. But soon you slide back into a dream you were having. you awake slowly and groggily, the bed empty around you.
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I stretched, yawning. I tried slapping myself awake, as fatigue was still with me. Looking around the room, I tried to remember where I was.
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