AN: Back-bone Idea derived from some other show I can't remember at the moment… therefore, although I can't officially give credit to them just yet, it does belong to them.


"Hey! Is anyone there? HEY!!!" His frantic voice bounced off the hallowed, mirror walls. "Anny!! Anny?! Gannon? Where are you?!" He tried to remember what happened before arriving here, and realized he couldn't. But that wasn't possible! He had to have been somewhere else before here.

He back-tracked his memories of the day; mirrors, darkness, flash of light, his own screaming… blood… nothing.

He hitched briefly, then, tried again. Mirrors, darkness, flash of light, his own screaming… blood… nothing. It was like his life before this weird prison was erased.

That couldn't be so. He remembered Anny. That was his proof of a life from before… this. He tried again and again; nothing. Soon the little memories he did have were starting to fade as well. A booming Laughter echoed all throughout the glass cage.

"Gannon…." He croaked.

"That means… I lost." Fear made his voice faint. The deal he had made; the deal with which he sealed his fate. Suddenly his memory came back to him, as though Gannon willed it to, if only to taunt him. He felt his legs give way. He lost.

"Goddess… what have I gotten myself into."