As you looked on, your own vision began to get cloudy, making you unable to see what was transpiring before you. Were you really going to transform the other mirror into something else, you wondered? What would it be?
Eventually, your vision began to clear. You felt like you were shaking with anticipation, even though you were stuck as an unmoving object.
It... couldn't be? Standing before you was...you! Your old self, before you became Christine, was standing in front of you! Your mouth hung open in absolute shock.
Wait. Your...mouth?
You realized that your senses had returned. You could feel yourself breathing, your heart beating, your blood pumping. It was an absolute thrill after even that brief time trapped inside an inanimate object.
Looking down at your body, however, you felt a wave of utter dismay wash over you. You were still Christine, maid outfit and all.
"Whoa, it's about damn time!" you heard your old self say, still standing in front of you. "I thought I'd never get changed back!"
You stared at him in disbelief, and began to sputter, "You... I... You're me! I... I'm supposed to be you!"
Your old self cocked his head to the side, a quizzical look on his face. "What are you talking about? I've been stuck here in a maid's body for weeks, and now I'm finally back."
"N-No! I'm the one who's been stuck as a maid!" you say, shaking rapidly. You look at your body again. "And...I'm still stuck. I was supposed to change into you! That's my body!"
"It is? I don't know, it sure feels like mine," he says. "And you sure look like a real maid to me. If you're supposed to be me, then what's your real name?"
"Christine," you immediately say.
Wait, that's not... Oh no. What is your real name? You've been answering to Christine for weeks, but you couldn't have forgotten what your real name is, could you?
"Christine, huh? That doesn't sound like a guy's name," he said with a sly grin, and turned toward the exit. "I think you'd better get back to work. I've got to get out of this place before I get transformed into something else."
Your old self then exited the storage room, leaving you more despondent then ever before. This... imposter was about to leave the mansion and take over your old life, while you would be living here as a maid forever. It was enough to make you want to cry.
You then remember the job you were sent here for, and your sense of duty kicked in again. Moping around in here wasn't going to help anything, you figured, and you'd already wasted enough time. Taking a deep breath to clear your head, you picked up a chair and carried it out of the storage room.