due to the increased force with which she was banging the button.
"CLOSE, GOD DAMMIT!" Lina screamed out whole-heartedly, her body throbbing in agony, still covering her Eyes with her right hand, her slashed, wrapped forehead pulsating vigorously.
She paused for a second as she heard a few sudden, jarring taps on the glass. Startled, she felt compelled to see what had caused the noise, although she really, really didn't want to.
Removing her hand slowly from her Eyes, a spell then befell her, and she could look nowhere else except straight ahead, into the three Eyes of the mangled face that was but One object amongst the littered disheveled fragments on the other side of the dash; it was those disturbing three beady Eyes that stuck out above the rest of the rubble, seeming to peer right through the glass, straight at the woman.
Magdalena did not see a body attached to this Head. She noticed, right at the part of the ship's glass dash that the head’s Third Eye seemed to stare through, a tiny triangular crack. And then, encircling the crack, more parts of the window began chipping in inlays of triangles of various positions, forming a tessellation of perfectly fractured triangles in the glass.
Lina gasped.
Then around those triangular chips in the glass came more triangular chips. Bedazzled, and in great fear, Magdalena watched as more and more cracks of perfectly-formed triangles were being made in the glass, always around the previous cracks, radiating outward from the original crack, beside the Third Eye in the Forehead of the mangled face that eerily gaped at her. This was a haunting spectacle that sent bone-tingling shivers up Lina’s spine.
Freaking out now in full-force, and fearing that the dash may shatter, Lina turned around and hobbled in torment as fast as her bruised body could bring her, toward her small bedroom at the back of the craft.
