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The old antique shop was pretty much abandoned. But hidden inside were several treasures. One of which was a mirror. But not just any mirror. It had a golden frame, and was decked with jewels. Oh, and it kind of had an ancient prince trapped inside. Ever since the spell had been cast on Prince Roman, he'd been stuck here, waiting patiently for his true love to touch his palm and set him free. But he'd lost hope. Several had tried, several had failed, and he felt that he was doomed to spend all eternity here.
Vincent (imma just use that as a name for Violence) snickered as he looked at Patton. He had dared the other to spend the night in the old antique store alone.
"C'monnnn, Patt. It's a dare! You don't say no to that, unless you're a weak little coward. Oh wait- you already are one!"
He laughed along with a couple of his friends.
