"No. It looked... ritualistic. It was on the ground leaning against the cavern wall, but the placement of it and the surrounding rocks made it feel like an altar. One could have sacrificed a rodent in front of it or attempted some kind of occult business." Business he is unfamiliar with, so Dean can consider these mere conjectures. "It looked like an ordinary mirror otherwise. No friends or foes within, nor did it warp your image. The lady I was with, Jill Valentine, had picked up the mirror and attempted to bring it with us. No paranormal occurrence came rushing out or screaming after it."

He should have inspected it more closely, but he was too busy shitting himself in a cool, dark, enclosed space. Figures it might have been important.

"We cannot return to that mirror either way. Let's take a look upstairs, try to make sense of what we can look at."