You meddled with things you never should have messed with, made powerful enemies. And now you would be punished. You would be alone, trapped behind a pane of glass for eons...you shut your eyes and prepare for the solitude as the spell is casted but you feel another presence as the spell peaks. Another, powerful faint magic tugging you in a slightly different direction. You wake up in a mirror prison, but you aren't alone. A beautiful, startouch elf looks at you eyes bright "Hello, there..."