The mirror. Oh, fuck, the whole thing with the mirror that'd been in the radio notes yesterday. And now this, and she didn't have a frikkin' clue what the goddamn hell was going on any more except that all of a sudden Francine was staring through her, calling her name like she wasn't there --

"Francine!" Katchoo reached out to take hold of her shoulders. "Stay with me, you hear me? I'm right here!"