Larps

It was a day like any other. The sun was shining through the trees. Birds were singing. You were going about your normal day.

And then, without warning, there was a piercing wail. Was it the fire alarm? A siren? No, it was coming from your room. Your normal, ordinary, room. Specifically, from a shard of mirror that you’d picked up years ago, kept as a curiosity. That had never before done... (read more)