You wander in circle around those mirrors, searching for an interesting one that could entice you into crossing it.
While some look indeed terrific, like the Dragon and Deer Huntrr ones, you seek for something much simplistic and straightforward for starters.
That is, if the possibility of going back and forth is not that constrained.
You suddenly stop in front of a mirror that is next to the one of thep tiger. It's the one that bears inside the house cat.
And what a cutey he is ! It's a Siamese cat, with a creamy and dark brown fur coat, and two brillant crystal blue eyes that stare intently back at you, sitting on his haunches with his tail lazily flicking behind him - all while purring softly.
You are literally mesmerized by this cat, and stopping staring at him is albeit difficult.
For a brief moment, you hesitate, looking around, and even considering the possibility of going back home and pretend all of this never happened.
But deep inside, your curiosity is screaming to be quenched : you kinda want to know what it would mean to live the life of such a cute feline.
And, besides, if it's not your cup of tea, there's always the possibility of coming back and do anything else.
Determined and finally settled, you slowly walk forward, while the Siamese cat trots the same in front of you. Ultimately, you cross the mirror.
You suddenly land on the floor, which takes you by surprise and makes you yelp.
Taken aback by the situation, you look around your surroundings. It looks like you are in what is appearing to be a entry hall, with a rack for coats and some shoes laying right down. You also see the entry door, and what seems to be the beginning of a living-room on the other side.
You wheel around from where you came, and indeed see a huge frameless mirror affixed to the wall.
But most importantly, you look at your own reflection, one of a Siamese cat. You take a good look at yourself, and groom a little bit your fur and ears, which makes you feel quite good.
You get closer to the mirror, and hesitantly touch it. The same rippling feeling as before shows up, confirming that you can go back.
But why would you ? You haven't done anything yet as a cat.
You turn around, facing the living-room, and trots forward, ready to discover your new life.