Nightshift 34: Men's Restroom (Second Floor)
[From here]
Scar moved inside quickly, assuming Elinica would follow him. His bright, green eyes glanced around the area, and concluded this room was similar to what the nurses had called the 'bathrooms'. His eyes were eventually drawn to the mirrors hanging on the wall, his eyesight along with the aid of Elincia's flashlight more than enough to make out the mirrors.
And for a split second, he saw a human form looking back, moving at the same pace, mimicking the same movements only in reverse. His reflection, Scar could tell that much, even though he would rather not call it 'his'. Because it wasn't. Because it wasn't him!
He quickly turned his head away, forcing his gaze on one of the tiled walls instead. He knew it wouldn't change a thing. Even if he looked away, his hands and feet were not his paws. This body wasn't his own. But still, looking at the human form staring back at him in the mirror...it was too much of a confrontation.
He took a deep breath. "It would seem there are no things of interest here." he managed, forcing himself to keep his gaze on the wall. He had always avoided looking at his reflection ever since arriving here, afraid of what he would see. And he had managed quite well until a few seconds earlier, the split second he had looked into the mirror and saw something he didn't dare looking at again. He couldn't bear it. Even despite the fact he saw that his paws and fur and tail were no longer there, he'd rather just forget about the person in the mirror, escape the confrontation, as if he had never seen it to begin with.
Instead, he'd rather leave this room as quickly as possible.
Scar moved inside quickly, assuming Elinica would follow him. His bright, green eyes glanced around the area, and concluded this room was similar to what the nurses had called the 'bathrooms'. His eyes were eventually drawn to the mirrors hanging on the wall, his eyesight along with the aid of Elincia's flashlight more than enough to make out the mirrors.
And for a split second, he saw a human form looking back, moving at the same pace, mimicking the same movements only in reverse. His reflection, Scar could tell that much, even though he would rather not call it 'his'. Because it wasn't. Because it wasn't him!
He quickly turned his head away, forcing his gaze on one of the tiled walls instead. He knew it wouldn't change a thing. Even if he looked away, his hands and feet were not his paws. This body wasn't his own. But still, looking at the human form staring back at him in the mirror...it was too much of a confrontation.
He took a deep breath. "It would seem there are no things of interest here." he managed, forcing himself to keep his gaze on the wall. He had always avoided looking at his reflection ever since arriving here, afraid of what he would see. And he had managed quite well until a few seconds earlier, the split second he had looked into the mirror and saw something he didn't dare looking at again. He couldn't bear it. Even despite the fact he saw that his paws and fur and tail were no longer there, he'd rather just forget about the person in the mirror, escape the confrontation, as if he had never seen it to begin with.
Instead, he'd rather leave this room as quickly as possible.