People started to appear in the mirrors. People with hatred on their faces. People with expressions of accusation.
For Hal, there were the lost Lanterns. Boodika stood there in the mirror, missing her hand, raising her other hand to point at him accusingly.
On the other side of the mirrors, Vance's mother appeared, shaking her head in shame. Next to her was the district attorney that had prosecuted him for the killing of his father, Rachel Dreyfuss. She stood there with a grinning sneer on her face. She looked at him the way she had during the trial, as if he was the scum of the Earth.
The reflections started to follow them, walking and flying through the mirrors alongside them.
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For Hal, there were the lost Lanterns. Boodika stood there in the mirror, missing her hand, raising her other hand to point at him accusingly.
On the other side of the mirrors, Vance's mother appeared, shaking her head in shame. Next to her was the district attorney that had prosecuted him for the killing of his father, Rachel Dreyfuss. She stood there with a grinning sneer on her face. She looked at him the way she had during the trial, as if he was the scum of the Earth.
The reflections started to follow them, walking and flying through the mirrors alongside them.