Jo stared at the person in front of her. That... wasn't a reflection. That-she was talking. Someone who looked exactly like her was talking to her.
"Molly?" she stuttered out.
She looked down at her hands, seeing a scar that she'd never seen before. Then she looked down and realized that she was now wearing what Molly had been wearing when they'd gotten to the fair.
"Oh my god," she muttered. "Oh my god..."
Suddenly the hall of mirrors burst into brightly colored lights. Jo was almost blinded as the lights began to flash and dance before her eyes.