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Tomasina Riddle She looked up, "Jake," she nearly squeaked out in relief. Finally someone she didn't outright hate. Well she really liked Kayla, but she was that awful Dominic and that was causing her to picture him dying 1001 different ways. She ran over to Jake and threw her arms around him and squished him to her chest. "What are you doing here?" She asked holding him.
"Paris," Jake grinned. Finally, someone else decidedly talking to him. She pulled him into a hug again (Paris seemed to do that alot) and squeeeeeeeezed.
"I was just..." trying to get away from Jack "... ya know, going down each corridor, and I saw the portrait, and the handle. And darn it, I'm a curious kid," Jake smiled.
From what Jake could gather, this mirror showed one what they truly wanted, or desired. Jake knew one of his desires; not to get in front of that mirror (though it would show a paradox if he saw that). Jake had a horrible feeling he knew what he would see, and he didn't want to look.