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Posted by mimic on Jul 30, 2009 14:49:53 GMT -6
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A new day was starting has Mimic got off his bed and yawned. With his eyes barely opened he looked for his clothes on the floor but he was unable to find it. This was strange, the bed seemed smaller and the room had a different smell. Startled Mimic jumped to his feet and looked around.
This place was definitely not the Mansion. It was a small apartment like the one he used to live at before going to the Mansion. On a chair was some type of costume with a pair of handguns nearby. Mimic grabbed the hand guns and lifted the costume. He had seen it before, maybe he knew the owner. He just had to find him in order to get some sort of explanation.
He moved into the bathroom and washed his face on the sink. As he looked up at the mirror he was startled at the reflection. It was not his face that was looking back but someone else.
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