You begin to feel like you are in a nightmare that you cannot awake from. Putting both hands over your eyes, you rub your eyes for just an instant and then open your eyes to find your Uncle knocking on your front door.
Running to the door, you open it and say to your Uncle, "What is going on? Where did you go? Where is the mirror that you gave me for my birthday?"
Your Uncle has a gift in his hand and you notice it looks exactly like the bright red package that held the mirror that you opened just minutes before. You put your hand over your mouth and begin to shake. "Are you playing games with me, Unc?" "This better not be one of your weird practical jokes!" "Because if it is, you are no longer my favorite Uncle in the World!" "Please tell me that isn't a mirror in that gift you are about to hand to me?"
Watching your Uncle walk calmly into the room, he sits down on the sofa and looks down for a moment and then he looks at you with an expression that seems totally innocent and absent of any malicious intent on his part. You wait for an explanation from him, but it doesn't come. You notice something sticking out of your Uncle's jacket pocket, and your eyes grow larger as recognition dawns on you as to what it is, your ...
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