curiously , my naked reflection ( staring out of the mirror on the far left , next to the dead guy ) seemed to be watching me as i approached the bathroom and we approached each otherit slid left to right from mirror to mirror ( had the mirrors extended to the bathroom door , our hands would have met on the doorknob ) -- and more curiously , not one of the three of usthe dead guy , my reflection , or myselfresembled either of the others in the least .