Under en klar vinteraften hang stjernerne højt over Tivoli Gardens i København.

On a clear winter evening, the stars hung high above Tivoli Gardens in København.

Snefnug lagde sig som et blødt tæppe på jorden, mens tusindvis af små lys glimtede som diamanter mellem de sneklædte træer.

Snowflakes settled like a soft blanket on the ground, while thousands of small lights twinkled like diamonds among the snow-covered trees.

Mikkel gik gennem parken, mens han trak sin frakke tættere om sig.

Mikkel walked through the park, pulling his coat tighter around him.

Han havde hørt det underlige rygte om spejlet i spejlhuset.

He had heard the strange rumor about the mirror in the spejlhuset.

Freja og Søren fulgte med ham, selvom de havde forskellige meninger om sagen.

Freja and Søren accompanied him, even though they had different opinions on the matter.

Mikkel var den, som foreslog, at de skulle undersøge spejlet.

Mikkel was the one who suggested they investigate the mirror.

Det kunne være en farlig opgave, men hans nysgerrighed måtte tilfredsstilles.

It could be a dangerous task, but his curiosity had to be satisfied.

"Tror I virkelig på det her?"

"Do you really believe in this?"

spurgte Freja skeptisk.

asked Freja skeptically.

"Et spejl, der viser noget andet hver nat?

"A mirror that shows something different every night?

Det lyder som en dårlig spøg."

It sounds like a bad joke."

Søren, derimod, så det som en chance.

Søren, on the other hand, saw it as an opportunity.

"Tænk, hvis det er ægte?

"Think if it's real?

Tænk, hvad vi kan opdage om fortiden," sagde han med glød i øjnene.

Think about what we can discover about the past," he said with a glow in his eyes.

De nåede frem til spejlhuset.

They arrived at the spejlhuset.

Inde i den dunkle labyrint ventede spejlet.

Inside the dim labyrinth awaited the mirror.

Det glimtede faretruende i lyset fra de omkringliggende lamper.

It gleamed menacingly in the light of the surrounding lamps.

En brise syntes at komme fra det, selvom stedet var helt lukket.

A breeze seemed to come from it, even though the place was entirely enclosed.

"Jeg kan mærke noget særligt herinde," sagde Søren med en alvorlig mine.

"I can feel something special in here," said Søren with a serious expression.

"Det er som om, nogen eller noget er fanget."

"It's as if someone or something is trapped."

Freja rystede på hovedet, men hun gik alligevel tættere på spejlet.

Freja shook her head but still moved closer to the mirror.

Mikkel observerede dem begge, vidende at denne nat havde en helt særlig stemning.

Mikkel observed them both, knowing that this night had a very special atmosphere.

Pludselig skiftede spejlet.

Suddenly, the mirror changed.

Hvor der før havde været et klart billede af deres reflekterede ansigter, var der nu kun tomhed dér, hvor Frejas spejlbillede burde være.

Where there was once a clear image of their reflected faces, there was now only emptiness where Freja's reflection should be.

De rykkede sig alle væk, men Mikkels nysgerrighed blev styrket endnu mere.

They all stepped back, but Mikkel's curiosity was only further strengthened.

"Vi må finde ud af, hvad der skete," sagde Mikkel beslutsomt.

"We must find out what happened," said Mikkel decisively.

Hvad hvis en gammel tragedie ventede på at blive løst?

What if an old tragedy was waiting to be resolved?

Mikkel begyndte at forstå, at dette mysterium strakte sig dybere end overfladen.

Mikkel began to understand that this mystery stretched deeper than the surface.

De tre besluttede sig for at arbejde sammen.

The three decided to work together.

Mikkel ledte efter spor, Freja noterede alt ned for at danne et klart billede, og Søren forsøgte at forbinde de mystiske kræfter med noget, han havde læst.

Mikkel searched for clues, Freja noted everything down to form a clear picture, and Søren tried to connect the mysterious forces with something he had read.

Til sidst, efter flere timers intens undersøgelse, opdagede de en gammel avisartikel gemt bag spejlet.

Finally, after several hours of intense investigation, they discovered an old newspaper article hidden behind the mirror.

Artiklen fortalte om en ung pige, der var blevet fanget i spejlhuset og aldrig kom ud igen.

The article told of a young girl who had been trapped in the spejlhuset and never came out again.

Hendes navn var også Freja.

Her name was also Freja.

"Det her er ikke muligt," sagde Freja stille, da hun læste navnet.

"This is not possible," said Freja quietly as she read the name.

"Måske er der mere mellem himmel og jord."

"Maybe there is more between heaven and earth."

Ved hjælp af en gammel priisme, de fandt ved et af spejlene, løste de gåden og genoprettede den forsvundne refleksion.

With the help of an old prism they found by one of the mirrors, they solved the riddle and restored the missing reflection.

Det øjeblik deres Frejas ansigt vendte tilbage i spejlet, forsvandt den urolige stemning, og en varm fred fyldte rummet.

The moment their Freja's face returned in the mirror, the uneasy atmosphere vanished, and a warm peace filled the room.

Tivoli Gardens vendte tilbage til sin magiske normalitet.

Tivoli Gardens returned to its magical normality.

Mikkel lærte at stole på sin nysgerrighed og værdsætte eventyrets skønhed.

Mikkel learned to trust his curiosity and appreciate the beauty of adventure.

Freja blev åben for det ukendte, og Søren fik en dybere indsigt i hvad der findes bag det synlige.

Freja became open to the unknown, and Søren gained a deeper insight into what lies behind the visible.

Det var tydeligt: noget langt større havde rørt dem alle.

It was clear: something much greater had touched them all.

I det kolde vintermørke, under de glitrende lys, fandt de tre venner noget, som ville ændre deres syn på verden for altid.

In the cold winter darkness, under the glittering lights, the three friends found something that would change their view of the world forever.

Det gamle spejl i Tivoli Gardens ville aldrig være det samme igen.

The old mirror in Tivoli Gardens would never be the same again.