the unbroken mirror

journal entry one

So apperently my great aunt died a few months back and i inherited this house in the woods somewhere. I have no clue what it looks like as all she gave me was this letter with the address written down, so a friend and I decided we'd head out there together, god knows im not making this journey alone

entry two

We made it to the house at 11:00 at night after running into some truck difficulties (god tires fall off a tahoe too often), and honestly i dont know what to feel about this place, its a small shack in the middle of nowhere. its walls are that of a normal house, but stained yellow, seemingly from decades or centuries of sun exposure. the roof has almost completely caved in, anything valuable inside of here is probably either rotten or destroyed from when the roof fell, my buddies still at the truck trying to make sure the tire doesnt fall off again.

entry three

My worries have been proven correct, we had to kick in the door as it was barricaded from the shards of roof. as soon as i opened the door the smell of death filled my nose and would not leave no matter what i tried. however, in the corner of the room was an exceptionally large pile of rubble, we dug through the pile in hopes of finding anything, and we quickly realized that underneath the pile was a large mirror, with not a singe crack or scuff throughout the entire screen. dont get me wrong the frame was destroyed, but the screen looked brand new, like it had just been bought from ikea.

entry four???

i tripped through the mirror, i dont know where i am, everything looks the same but the mirrors gone and i can only see my friend as he passes by where it was from before, i dont think he can see me, i tried to grab him but my hands just flew through his body. im afraid to step outside, is the truck still there? is anything still there?

entry

i dont know how long im gonna be in here so why keep track of entry numbers anymore? I finnaly regained my composure and opened the door, everything is still there, the tahoe, the forest, it all looks the same. but when i looked closer at the tahoe, i noticed that all the letters in the license plate were reversed. what is this place? some kind of mirror dimension?

entry

i saw him for a brief moment as he passed by the side mirror of the tahoe, i think he saw me too!maybe if i get in the truck as well he'll be able to see me from the other side of the rearview mirror! maybe then we can figure out a way out of this mess

entry

i managed to talk to him through the mirror as we drove back to my house, i know i have a full sized mirror in my room, maybe i can jump through it or break it open to let me over to the normal side again, im wooried that it wont work though, there is no one here, its empty except for the occasional glance as someone walks past a mirror, and god knows i couldnt learn to read all the backwards letters, its like an alien world

IM OUT

IT WORKED, IM OUT. i walked into my room and the mirror on my wall was definitely there, my friend waiting on the other side for me. i tapped the glass, solid, the only way i'd be able to get through is by breaking the glass, so i charged

as i ran towards the glass, risking every bone in my body breaking if this didnt work, i followed through and shattered the mirror. everything went black for a few seconds, but when i came to, there i was, my friend looking over me, my family rushing to my room to see the source of the commotion, i had escaped. but why in the world did my great aunt even have a mirror like that?