What if after that Dark trapped us in the mirror we are not just stuck in this mirror in particular. What if ,at this moment, we litteraly just became Dark’s reflection and that every time he walks pass a mirror his refeltion for the others is the same but to Dark it’s us. I can’t help but imagine Dark trying his best to avoid mirrors because every time he walks pass one he sees us and he feels guilty about what he has done to us. I can’t help but imagine him ,one day, not paying attention to his surronding while he is walking and suddently he is in front of a big mirror and he sees us looking back at him and he just froze. For a second he would just look absolutly terrified, guilty and heartbroken until he would just look at us with a resign look and leave the room.
Wilford of Bim taking Dark to a carnival and pushing him inside a mirror maze tho
Dark hadn’t even wanted to be here in the first place. Why would he? It’s loud, distracting, and just gets in the way of doing anything actually important. He was only dragged along because Wilford and Bim wanted to see him with cotton candy for some bizarre reason… and… well… Dark couldn’t say no to Wilford.
Now he wishes he had.
They are currently standing outside of a “tent of mirrors”, or, whatever they call it, and Dark is not wanting to go inside! He already knows what will happen, what he will see if he were to step one foot inside and he does not want to see Y/N’s face, or their eyes. It would be too much pain, too much reminding of what he had done, what had happened.
Yet Wilford and Bim somehow force him inside straight into the middle of a circle of mirrors and he is unable to not look.
Y/N’s face is everywhere.
He gasps, tries to look away but no matter where his eyes land, they are standing there, blood dripping from their stomach, tears pouring from their betrayed eyes. He takes a step back and ends up in the center of the circle, unable to find the exit. His head is beginning to spin and he’s trying to stay calm, to not let the sight of Y/N’s face get to him again but by god they are everywhere and Damien is screaming, Celine is crying and it’s too much.
He falls to his knees, head lowering and he can still feel their eyes following him. He draws in a deep breath, tries to look back up, but he flinches away once more because they’re fully crying now, crouched down as well and pressing their hands against their side of the glass, as though they’re trying to reach out for him.
He ends up staying crouched on the floor of the tent for hours. He doesn’t know when Wilford and Bim come in and find him still crouched on the ground, head bent with tears dripping from his eyes. He doesn’t know how long it takes them to convince him to leave, head bowed still with his eyes closed so he wouldn’t have to see Y/N again.
He doesn’t answer any of their questions as to what happened.