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When you look into the mirror, what do you see? Do you see a true reflection of reality? Is the image in the mirror really you, or is it a strangely inverted facsimile? What if it were possible for the image in the mirror to climb out and enter this world of ours? Even more frightening, what if the image in the mirror-the inverted image of you-could drag you into the world of the mirror itself? This happens to Detective Maxwell of the Chicago Police Department. Intrigued or just inverted?
Einuur smiled grimly, "This device is called a spalvosás, your cerquibrum can tell you its function"."My cerquibrum is sort of out for the moment, what is it, what does it do"?Ailuura replied in a concerned tone, "It sort of realigns your sympathies, Inigo"."What if I don't want then realigning"? Not with a great deal of conviction. Einuur gave a vulpine grin,"But you're not in charge here Felton, I am. Now let me advise you, to resist the spalvosás will result in more than a little, shall we say, discomfort. So the choice is yours and that of your Mizaroa, embrace the emanations and all will be smoothly achieved - resist and you will not like what it does to your body and your brain".Felton began to struggle, a chiefly useless show of defiance given the circumstances. Einuur suddenly cuffed him upside the head and then jammed the cap onto his head, securing it by a strap beneath his chin. Satisfied that the fit was optimum, he bent over the case and Felton heard two toggle switches being thrown. The room was filled with a soft humming of some sort of alien power supply. The Zaromoid turned his attention to the captive and began,"Inigo Felton which alien race do you have the most sympathy for, answer or I will adjust the spalvosás, to give you a little jolt, a sample of what might come if you do not cooperate with the Zaromi".Felton tried reasonably enough, "I have a Mizaroa cerquibrum in my head so my allegiance is to them obviously".A spear of indescribable agony suddenly racked his entire body from the top of his head to the end of his toes.
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