Catwoman reach over for a sparkly, blue Fitish mirror. The mirror's reflection dance the moon light on her face and to the T-Rex at the other end of the hall behind her. Catwoman thought as she picked it up, there is a sort of strange mist flowing in the reflection. Curious, she held it out in front of her to see if she could get a better look at it. It is definitely a strange for a mirror to have silver mist in it. It's almost like the mirror itself is magi-.
Catwoman accidentally placed her thumb on the glass. Crap, she got it dirty. What if it breaks if she has to wash it? The value would shoot right down! As Catwoman worried over this financial problem, the mist swirled faster and faster. Suddenly, a hand shot out of the mirror and grab her face, almost causing Catwoman to drop the mirror. The Fitish mirror enlarges, making Catwoman set it down and out comes...
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