She awoke in a empty room which was completely made of mirrors. Light came through small cracks in the ceiling, and darkness came through the cracks on the floor. This was all she knew for a very long time. Until one day, from above, a voice asked, "Hello?"

"Hello, who are you?" The girl replied.

"I'm... I'm... hmm, it seems I don't have a name. Ugh, it's so bright in here! Where are you, miss?" The voice asked.

"Bright? Oh, you must be in the room above me! My room is made of mirrors, and I can see myself in them..." She said.

"What is this 'see' you speak of?" The voice asked.

"You've never seen anything before?" She inquired.

"I don't think so, by the way, what's your name miss?" The voice replied.

"My name... it seems like I don't have a name either. Call me Mirror," Mirror said.

"Nice to meet you, Mirror. By the way, what's a mirror?"

"A mirror is something you can see yourself in."

"I don't understand."

"Well seeing is being able to know... well, to know where a wall is, for example. You can use sight to know where the wall is and how far you can walk before you run into it," Mirror explained in the simplest terms. "Is there anything in the room that you are in?" She asked.

"There is... nothing here."

"So... you don't have a name yet, right? Can I call you Bright?"

"Sure," Bright replied.