Unkempt black hair to his waist, almond-shaped black eyes, long black duster.
Mari froze.
Two eyes dark as bullet holes burned into her with cold hunger. Soil and blood clotted his hair. The smell of dank earth enveloped Mari.
The black eyes stabbed hers. Mari felt pushed down a well, falling violently into narrow black depths.
Suddenly she was standing again, staring at a man who stared at his own reflection in the mirror, behind her.
Man and reflection: two emaciated, pale faces, neither breathing. Two pairs of eyes, like live fossils entombed in stone, fixed upon each other in utter bewilderment.
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