I was brushing my teeth when I noticed them. There was a little gold hammer, about the size of a peanut brittle hammer, and a 6-oz gold cup with a tiny bit of water in it. Both were carved with intricate runes like some ancient Norse totems of grave protent.
In the mirror I could see an ancient scrap of parchment stuck to the opposite wall with a dagger. It read “Are you ready? Make your choice” in mirror writing.
I sloshed the water and spit it out just as I realized that I’d been rinsing my mouth from the little cup. Ah, well. I hope I chose wisely.