Beak had officially reached I-caught-you levels of suspicion.
He marched Jack down a hallway lined with portraits of very serious vampires who all looked like they’d never laughed in their entire undead lives.
“You’re dodging,” Beak said. “First the bat thing. Now this.”
“Dodging?” Jack said innocently. “I prefer the term strategically redirecting attention. So… how about that pineapple pizza incident?”
“No,” Beak snapped. “Mirror.”
Jack’s stomach did a somersault.
Vampires didn’t have reflections.
Jack very much did.
“Oh, mirrors,” Jack said lightly. “Overrated. Very bad for self-esteem. You ever notice how they show everything?”
Beak rolled his eyes.
He grabbed Jack by the shoulder and shoved him in front of the glass.
Jack stared.
There he was.
Clear as day.
Human. Breathing. Blinking. Wearing a curtain like it was fashion.
A very clear, very human reflection.
Beak burst out laughing. “HA! I KNEW IT! You’re human! I’m telling Leader Ben!”
He spun on his heel and sprinted away, cackling.
Jack stared at his reflection.
“Well,” he told it, “This is awkward.”
He picked up the mirror.
“Sorry,” he whispered to his reflection. “This is for survival.”
He hurled it out the nearest window.
CRASH.
Silence.
Moments later, Beak came stomping back with Ben, who looked furious and extremely tired.
“This better be good,” Ben growled. “I was in the middle of a boss fight.”
Beak pointed wildly. “The mirror! He has a reflection!”
Ben looked around. “What mirror?”
Jack widened his eyes. “Mirror? Oh wow. Beak, are you feeling okay? You’ve been accusing people a lot today.”
Beak’s mouth dropped open. “It was RIGHT HERE!”
Ben sighed deeply. “Beak. I lost level fifteen because of you.”
“I CAUGHT A HUMAN!”
Ben pinched the bridge of his nose. “You caught nothing.”
He turned and stomped away. “Next time, interrupt my game for something real.”
Beak stood silently, clenched fists at his sides.
Jack smiled sweetly. “Tough break.”
Beak hissed quietly. “This isn’t over.”
Elsewhere in the castle, a muffled voice echoed from a closed coffin.
“Hello? HELLO? I’M STUCK!”
Two vampires walked past.
“Is that Harry?” one asked.
“Probably,” the other said. “He’ll figure it out.”
The coffin wiggled.
Jack leaned against the wall, heart pounding, trying not to laugh.
Still undead.
For now.
🌀 What Just Happened?
- Beak forced Jack to face a mirror and caught his very human reflection.
- Jack solved the problem by throwing the mirror out a window.
- Beak dragged Ben in, but Ben only cared about losing a game level.
- Beak accused, Ben ignored, and Jack survived again.
- A vampire named Harry got stuck in a coffin and everyone walked past.
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