Enrico tried to reach out to grab Valentine’s hand, but had completely missed it, instead almost falling forward. Where was he? What just happened? He looked around. It was the alleyway he was just in, but.. Why did it seem off somehow?

“Tsk..”

A noise was heard from nearby, and Enrico shot up.

“Who’s there? Where are you?”

He questioned, looking around quickly to try and spot who had made that noise, his eyes landing on a brown haired man, hair tied in a few floppy pigtails in a white, cushion textured outfit.

“I’m right here, Enrico.”

The man paused for a moment, thinking.

"Ah.. Wait, do you priests go by Father, or something?"

Enrico backed up, and the man just shook his head.

"Oh, who am I kidding? Your name won't matter when your dead."

Enrico got into a stance, prepared to take out his Stand.

"Who are you? Why are you after me?"

The man just gave him a look, seeming almost bored with this confrontation.

"Illuso. I don’t know why I’m after you, but I could really care less. It’s a surprise how Formaggio didn’t take care of you and your friend earlier.”

Illuso’s Stand formed next to him. It was a grey and black Stand wearing a leotard missing its upper chest piece, while yellow bolts littered its body.

“This is my Stand, Man In The Mirror . Remember it well, Enrico Pucci, because I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you remember before you die.”

Enrico got into a stance, ready to fight.

“ Whitesnake !”

He yelled out, but his Stand didn’t appear next to him. Illuso laughed,

“ Whitesnake !”

Enrico yelled out again, but once more his Stand didn’t appear. Illuso put his hands on his hips,

“Do you really not know how my Stand works at all? I’d expect someone like you to understand it by now.”

Enrico looked at Illuso, slightly terrified.

“You’re inside of a mirror currently. More importantly, you’ve been dragged into my mirror world. Your Stand is out there in the real world, probably just as lost as you.”

Illuso began to run towards Enrico,

“And just as defenseless too!”

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Valentine almost fell forward when he tried to grab out for Enrico, missing him entirely. He looked around, checking the spot where he was, looking everywhere for Enrico. He panicked. What just happened? Where did Enrico go? He looked around before seeing Whitesnake manifest in front of him. Why was Enrico’s Stand here? Did this mean Enrico was nearby? Valentine approached the Stand, which looked confused.

“.. Whitesnake ?”

Valentine questioned the Stand, as its pale white eyes focused in on him. The Stand couldn’t speak, so it tried to motion where its user went, desperately trying to find a way for Valentine to save him. Valentine put a hand on his chin as he tilted his head, watching the Stand play charades with him, picking up a mirror and making hand gestures towards it.

“Hmmm….”

Valentine squinted at the Stand, as it tried harder to convey its emotions.

“Mirror… Mirror walking.. Walking mirror? Living mirror?”

Whitesnake nodded his head as he continued to hand gesture, trying to tell Valentine that he was getting close.

“..You like to look at yourself in the mirror?”

Whitesnake frowned, shaking its head. This may take a while.

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Enrico quickly dodged Illuso’s Stand, watching it try to slash at him a few times. Enrico wasn’t the most nimble however, as his priest garb got slightly slashed open by the Stand. He stumbled back, feeling over his chest, luckily not too injured. Illuso huffed,

“Damn.. Even without your Stand, you’re pretty good.”

Enrico panted slightly, knowing he won't be able to go on like this for long. He prayed Valentine figured out what was going on, and used D4C to somehow lure Illuso’s Stand out into the real world. Enrico took a good look at his surroundings for a moment, realizing everything was mirrored and reversed. Illuso really had dragged him into a mirror world.

“But, without your Stand, you’re just a regular guy.”

Illuso said, standing up straight as his Stand got into a stance, ready to lunge forward and attack again.

“And since you’re just a regular guy, it makes you weak against me! You play under my mirror world’s rules now!”

His Stand slashed at Enrico, who tried his hardest to move back and forth, dodging the attacks, quickly getting hit by Man In The Mirror . Enrico had been hit in the chest, hard enough to knock him back and leave just a small trail of blood out and down his mouth.

“See? You’re nothing compared to me. Without your Stand, you’re practically an ant against a magnifying glass.”

Enrico stumbled back, panting heavily. This isn’t going to end well.

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“You like getting mirrors for Christmas! Is that it?”

Whitesnake shook its head, holding the mirror and mimicking the man who was attacking Enrico, trying its hardest to get his point across.

“No, No.. Uhm.. You really like..”

Valentine tapped his foot, hands on his head as he thought about it more.

“You.. You.. Aha! I get it now!”

He perked up, and Whitesnake looked at him with hope shining in its white eyes.

“Pucci is scared of mirrors, and you’re trying to help him overcome his fear!”

Whitesnake slumped and facepalmed, shaking its head. It tried to perk up again to show Valentine what it was trying to get at, but quickly stumbled back as its user got hurt, blood trailing down its mouth. Valentine jumped at that, seeming to understand that the current situation is a bit more dire.

“Where’s Pucci? He must be getting attacked by an enemy Stand user right now! Whitesnake , just hurry up and show me!”

Valentine pleaded with the injured Stand, as it pointed at the mirror. It took a bit for Valentine to process.

“..You mean.. He’s inside the mirror?”

The Stand nodded quickly, as Valentine tried to think on it more.

“Then how do we get him out? We need to find a way to get him out!”