you look up to see a small window in the dreery castle. you
think of how you held your shadow and figure it's worth a shot to let
the light sun shine on your hand and cast a shadow on it from the
picture. you hear Barbara screaming," please hurry i can feel
myself becoming part of the mirror. HURRY PLEASE HURRY!" you get
the picture and your self situated start reciting the chant and hope
for the best.