Together, they walked toward the mansion. The front door creaked open on its own. Inside, the house was a labyrinth of dusty hallways and locked doors. In one room, a phonograph played a slow, reversed version of "When You Wish Upon a Star." In another, a wardrobe full of Mickey’s alternate costumes—a firefighter, a king, a detective—lay crumpled on the floor, their stitches torn.
A text box appeared in the air, written in a shaky, cursive font: "I need to be seen. I need to be remembered. The mirror is broken. The pieces are inside the house. Will you help me?" Download Disney-s Magical Mirror Starring Micke...
With every shard they collected, Mickey became a little more solid. His colors grew brighter. His ears stood a little straighter. And Leo began to feel strange. He felt a little more faded. His own hands in the game's world seemed a bit translucent, like he was the one becoming the ghost. Together, they walked toward the mansion
And standing by a topiary shaped like Pluto, looking impossibly small and soft, was Mickey Mouse. In one room, a phonograph played a slow,
Each piece of the mirror was guarded by a memory.