A tall man, concealed entirely by a black robe, paced in front of a shimmering silver-framed mirror in a dark cavernous hall. Pausing, he gazed at his reflection, only to see a pair of luminous red eyes glare back at him. He reached out with his hand and gently caressed the surface of the mirror which rippled like water causing the reflection changed abruptly to a small room where sat three teenagers, two boys and a girl, talking and enjoying one another's company.
The image faded and the man said clearly,
"Yes... bring them here... all of them..."
And the man stepped away from the mirror in time to watch three bright lights burst from the surface of the shining mirror, causing it to ripple and splash more than ever before. The lights flew around each other, shining on the stone floor momentarily when one neared it. They raised up towards the ceiling and joined together for one quick moment before dividing again and disappearing in a shower of sparks. The man smiled menacingly,
"...and don't go back." he said.
Facing the mirror once more, he drew back his arm, curled his hand into a fist and slammed it into the mirror, shattering it into a thousand pieces, which immediately turned into water droplets and splashed onto the floor.