Karen looked at herself in one of the wonky mirrors, wondering at how that could be possible. She was fairly sure that in vampire things she'd read about, she should have no reflection. But there she was. Looking fabulous as usual.
She wasn't sure why she was there, or how she'd gotten there, but it didn't much matter in the end. She was here. There was a mirror. The end.
Of course, if she moved one way or the other, it distorted her features quite a bit. She found herself swaying and laughing.
Vaguely, she was aware of other people around her.