Author's note: This is the chapter where the story actually gets weird...If you fail to see the point of the whole story, then I assure you, there is one...least I think so :-)






Part 2

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Luke took a look around him. Mirrors, just a big bunch of mirrors everywhere. He had no idea where he was, how he had got there, or how to get out of there. He slowly moved onward until he reached what seemed to be the end of the corridor. He gently pushed the mirror in front of him, hoping it would fall open, but it didn't. He decided to go back and see what was waiting at the other end of the corridor.

Suddenly the corridor went dark. Luke couldn't see anything, but he smelled something. Something so familiar, something he would always recoginze. It was her perfume.

At the next second, the lights went back on and suddenly Luke saw Lorelai standing in front of him.

"God, you scared me!" Luke almost yelled, but the walls softened his voice.

"Well, I'm sorry! Next time when I accidentally bump into a mirror that leads me to some other weird corridor, I'll announce myself first!" Lorelai replied angrily.

They stared at each other for a moment, then just spread their arms and hugged each other. "Gosh, I'm glad you're here!" Lorelai stated "I am really scared!"

"Where's Rory?"

"I don't know. This is the freakiest thing ever, at some point, I reached a room with million pictures of Rory on the walls, but none of them were really her," explained Lorelai.

"How long have you been here? The whole town is looking for you two. So was I, until...I have no idea why I'm here, but..."

"Neither do I," said Lorelai. "Unless...did we die and go to...I'm not sure if this is heaven or hell."

"I have no idea, but I doubt we died. C'mon, obviously there are other corridors behind these mirrors, maybe one of them leads us out of here," Luke said and started to walk ahead with Lorelai close behind him.

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Rory opened her eyes and quickly closed them again. She heard someone's voice gently calling her name, but she didn't know where it was coming from. She had tried to look around, but the bright light coming from above made her close her eyes.

"I'm right here!" she yelled as the voice called her name again.

"Come to me!" the voice ordered gently. "Come!"

Rory slowly started to move ahead, which was a very dangerous thing to do considering she had to keep her eyes closed. Suddenly she felt the floor under her disappearing. She fell into a hole that didn't seem to have a bottom, but at least the bright light disappeared and she could finally open her eyes. She was surrounded by colorful photographs which kept flying in front of her as she continued to fall. After a while, she reached the bottom of the hole. She landed in a huge pile of photographs.

"Oww," she muttered as she was able to move again. She took a look around. Just photographs, nothing else, but photographs. She took one out of the pile. For her surprise, it was a photo of Dean. She took another one, but that was a photo of Tristan. She took one more and that one had Jess on it.

"What's going on?" Rory asked the empty room, but, of course, got no answer.

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"You know what, I'm beginning to get sick of these mirrors," stated Lorelai as she and Luke had reached another dead end. She leaned against one of them and slipped down on the floor. Luke sat beside her.

"What do you think we should do?" he asked.

"You wanna play some game?" Lorelai really was out of reasonable ideas.

"Not really, let's just take a moment to rest, then we have to move on."

Lorelai nodded and closed her eyes for a moment. She wished that when she opened them again, she was at her house, but her wish didn't come true. She and Luke were still sitting in front of a big mirror with figures of them sitting in it, looking back at them.

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Rory was waken from her thoughts by the same voice she had heard before. "What do you want from me?" she asked as the voice seemed to come closer.

She was still holding the three photos, she had picked out, in her hands.

"If you want, you can see one of them right now," the voice said with a giggle. "You just have to say his name."

Rory looked at the photos. She was sure she knew whose name she would say, but suddenly she wasn't sure anymore. She wanted to scream Dean, but not a single sound escaped her mouth. Rory was shocked. She let Dean's picture fall on the floor. Now there was two of them left.

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"I think we have already been here," said Luke as they reached another corridor.

"How can you possibly know that? They all look the same!"

"Yes, but this one is a bit more blue than the others," said Luke.

Lorelai shot him a questioning look. "You have lost it, haven't you?"

"Maybe so, but I'm serious. Look around."

"I can't see the difference, sorry," Lorelai said. She was getting a headache of the whole situation.

Suddenly the corridor went dark again.

"Luke!" Lorelai called scared to lose him.

"I'm right here," Luke answered.

As the light came back, the mirrors were gone, they were replaced with screens that all showed the same picture.

"A movie night?" Lorelai tried to joke.

"Hm, the people seem familiar."

They both stepped closer to one of the screens. "Hey, it's Stars Hallow!" Lorelai exclaimed happily.

"Yes, look there's Miss Patty, oh and Kirk and Taylor and there's Babette," Luke commented. "They're all there."

"But what are they doing?" Lorelai asked.

"It looks like...like they are staring back at us. They're all looking at us."

"Can they actually see us?" Lorelai asked and suddenly started to wave her hands. "Can you see us?"

The town people didn't react. They just stood there quietly staring at them with similar faces.

"No, I don't think they can see us," said Luke. "But look at their faces, they all have a weird look, don't they?"

Lorelai had noticed it too

"It's like...they know something and we don't, or something..."Luke offered.

"Do you think they know why and how we're here?"

"It could be that," Luke said as the whole corridor turned black again. "This is getting old," he sighed.

After a moment, the lights were back on and they were once again staring at themselves in millions of mirrors.


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