Discovery

  It was a normal day for Michael. As normal as any day could be for one such as himself. The world had been saved once again with the help of his friend Jon. He couldn't find himself staying away from the ruins in Egypt though. Ever since Nancy revealed the large mirror in the corridor he hadn't been able to keep his mind off the images he had seen. He could hear the crystal around his neck calling him through whispers and before he knew it he was standing before the over sized mirror underneath the sands of Jaffa. Michael had urged Jon not to go back to this place but Jon was too curious.
  Jon came down the steps into the corridor with Michael. "So I was thinking we should try to translate all of these pictographs, they are, after all, about us."
  Michael broke his gaze from the mirror. "What about this thing?"
  Jon took a good look at it and place his hand against the glass. "I don't know what to tell you Michael. I can't walk through it like everything else. It's useless."
  Michael's crystal whispered louder, things he couldn't understand but his legs moved him forward to the image of himself. As he drew nearer the image became fuzzy until it was no longer of him but of a large round table. On the table was the symbol. The very symbol he bore on his hand. The very symbol that had brought up so many questions for both him and Jon. The whispering was soon drowned out by banging of fists against unbreakable glass. Michael turned to see Jon flipping out.
  "Michael! Where did you go?! Michael!" Jon backed up from the mirror and headed at it in a full sprint concentrating on ever molecule of his being only to face plant into the glass.
  Michael turned back around to see everything in this odd room. Five other glass windows surrounded the room like the one he walked through. One wall was covered in stone looking much like a cave in and a wooden door was centered behind the table. He walked over to open it but it was stuck. He looked up above the stone wall - a pictograph of fire. The first window above was a symbol he didn't recognize, and the window was boarded up. The second window was a symbol of a tree and through the glass he saw darkness and roots. On the other side of where he had come through was a third window with the symbol of what looked like water. Through the glass he could see fish swimming about a dark ocean. The fourth window too had a symbol Michael didn't recognize and sand lay in front of it. Part of a sandy cave was all he could see. And finally, the fifth window which bore a symbol of air and wind which he knew very well. Through the glass he saw mist and trees. Everything inside him told him to go, not to hesitate and never look back. He walked through the glass fearing his fate might change.