(This is basically my first attempt at posting my stuff, so I apologize for any impending cringing or head-to-wall whacking you might feel the need to do.)

Hal knew that he should have realized something was wrong the moment he stopped hearing the sound of heartbeats echoing in his mind. His head had also cleared up surprisingly fast soon after, and for the first time in decades he felt like a new man. A new man with no worries gnawing at his mind.

For once, he chose not to question why Lady Luck was on his side.

Which was a mistake.

He realized that the second he woke up the next day and passed the hallway mirror on his way to the kitchen. His legs instantly froze in front of the frame.

"...what?" was all he could muster at the sight of his reflection. His eyes refused to believe what they were seeing. Yet there it was. His reflection, starting back at him, just as surprised.

He glared at it for what felt like hours until a series of footsteps sounded from the staircase. Tom and Alex were headed downstairs to clear up the mess of plates and glasses that had piled up from the previous night. Both of them looked at gob-stricken Hal for a second, before going on with their business.

"What's with him?" Tom asked putting away several plastic cups into a bin bag.

Alex shrugged. "Staring contest with his phantom reflection?"

"Told you we shouldn't have dragged him to that bar last night."

Alex almost laughed. "But you have to agree that Drunk Hal's always entertaining to have around."

"We better make sure he's okay, though" Tom said, dropping the bin bag. He crossed to the other side of the room. "You feeling alright, mate?"

He stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he saw Hal's reflection."What? How's that possible?"

"I don't know" Hal said, dazed, "I think maybe I'm dreaming."

"Think I'm dreaming too?"

The guys hadn't even noticed Alex was standing behind them. The mirror displayed nothing where her reflection was supposed to be cast.

"I'm not the only one seeing this, am I?" Alex asked, spooked.

She slowly moved her arms in the air and gestured, but the mirror image stayed the way it was. It was like she wasn't even there.

"Is that what I really look like?" Hal asked, feeling foolish.

"Is he really more disturbed by his appearance than by my lack of reflection?" Alex asked Tom. The werewolf just shrugged.

"I thought I'd be more imposing, taller" Hal went on, ignoring everyone "I mean I fought in wars, shook hands with political figures and stood alongside them in the most critical of times..."

Several minutes passed until Hal had gotten used to the sudden appearance of his reflection, and the three were seated at the table. But in the face of this unprecedented situation, no one had any idea how to act.

For a while no one said a word, as if they were waiting for something.

But whatever that was, it wasn't happening.

In the awkwardness that was slowly building up, Tom decided that some tea would liven things up. It didn't, but at least the three now had something to do instead of sitting around, wracking their brains for an answer that didn't seem possible.

"Doesn't look like we're getting anywhere sitting around here" Alex said, looking at the others. "We need to figure out what's going on."

"I wouldn't know where to start" Tom said.

Hal just shook his head, confused. "This has never happened before to any vampire or ghost."

"Maybe... the mirror has some sort of magical properties?" Alex said hopeful. "Annie never told us who this place belonged to, did she? Maybe the owner was a warlock."

Hal scoffed. "Warlocks don't exist."

"Says the vampire."

"Ex-vampire, by the way things are going so far..." He rubbed his head. "I should have known something was wrong last night. Everything was just too... quiet. I've been having no dark thoughts or sounds or urges. It doesn't make any sense. This hasn't happened to me since I was alive."

Alex shrugged. "But isn't that good?"

"Nothing good comes in this world without a price. And it's only a matter of time before we find out what it is."

"D'you think that maybe one of us caused this?" Tom asked suddenly.

"Three supernaturals living under one roof... Something odd happening sounds about right. Could have been any one us." Alex said. She then paused for a second. "Though I'm betting it's Hal."

Hal's tea cup fell onto the table. "Me?"

"Well you're the only one who's getting better. You've got your reflection and a clear head. Meanwhile I'm fading away even faster than I was before."

"You're seriously accusing me of stealing your reflection?"

"Oi! Fighting ain't gonna do us a bit of good now, will it?" Tom said, breaking the tension. "Now you two be quiet and drink your tea."

Tom picked up his own mug and had a taste. Which promptly splashed onto the ground. The three were motionless for a moment. Realization quickly hit Alex.

"Tom, that's exactly what happened to me when I first tried to drink something after I... died."

Hal suddenly felt the penny drop."Of course...Whoever did this to us switched up our supernatural abilities. We're each turning into each other's monster."

Alex frowned. "Why would anyone do that?"

"I don't know. But at least now we have an idea of what's happening. You took on my vampire non-reflection and Tom is picking up your ghost abilities."

"So that would make you the werewolf" Tom said.

"I suppose so."

"I hope not, mate, 'cause uh... tomorrow's the full moon."

Hal's expression froze. "What?"

"But nothin might even happen to you. I mean so far all we know is that a few of our abilities've been swapped, we don't know if everything else goes along with it. I mean I don't see Alex having any fangs or black eyes or anythin. I'll probably be the one to change tomorrow."

"Wouldn't that make you a werewolf-ghost? Is that even possible?"

"I think it would be best if we both prepared for the unpredictable. Having a vampire-werewolf suddenly change in the house sounds really risky."

"So you'll be running around a forest tomorrow night, then?"

Tom and Alex found it amusing to picture him doing such a very un-Hal thing.

"This is serious" Hal said, standing away from the table. "We'll all have to be prepared for whatever happens to us tomorrow. We'll most likely either advance into our respective state and develop our abilities... or turn into whatever atrocity morphing two monsters can result."