"Miss," a gentle voice spoke from beyond the mirrors, revealing the face of a sandy-haired girl from the mirrors, "are you alright?"

Her upper body comes to emerge from a wall of mirrors, her own reflections showing *only* that, some of them trying not to close their eyes, or even smile, for a brief moment, like a confusing moment when people around one try not to laugh, as they play a joke on somebody.

"A lot of people tend to have problems going in this mirror maze. I'm really sorry for the problems this might have caused."