"Oh." Megan wilted a little. "That sounds considerably less awesome. If it makes you feel any better, I got yanked through a portal into hell once." She frowned, revised her count on her fingers, and shrugged. "Four times. It pretty much sucks. No mirrors involved, though. Think we could start a 'travelled to different worlds and/or dimensions, got the t-shirt' club?" She looked back at her laundry and sighed. "Not that I got a T-shirt from Limbo. I don't think I would have wanted one from there. It would have probably been all leather and chains and really, really skanky and uncomfortable."