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David Domino Domingo's Reflection:

The Q Club shimmers by way of reflections in glasses, mirrors, silverware, phones, clocks, computers, the outside world bent and twisted, dancing in the wind, a storm rushing across the island.

DD Domingo, his flat-gray reflection convex in the clock, looks to be contemplating how pregnant women in their final trimester carry a jar of pickles around so they can cover up their water breaking by breaking the jar on the floor. But upon reflection this is unlikely.

Soon enough, Rod Pennis's reflection is twisting and jumping along the dining rooms silverware, heading towards the image of his lawyer, D3 AKA the Dominator. The club is mostly empty and the crystal glasses vibrate invisibly with angry and haunted sound waves. But the vibrations remain untranslated outside the lawyer's and client's heads.