*Almost as though the girl's inquiring finger had been the only thing supporting it, without her, the blinds unhook themselves from the window frame and clatter down like a falling rope-ladder, like some final means of protection cut loose.
Barty stands beside Bella, mask inches from the window pane - and masks, indeed, are the only thing visible. Featureless, disembodied heads, they bob about in the darkness, wavering for a moment as the glass ripples in an unnatural and vaguely gelatinous manner. Barty walks through it easily, leaning in head-first and worrying about his other limbs as they come.*
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Date: 2011-03-03 08:43 am (UTC)Barty stands beside Bella, mask inches from the window pane - and masks, indeed, are the only thing visible. Featureless, disembodied heads, they bob about in the darkness, wavering for a moment as the glass ripples in an unnatural and vaguely gelatinous manner. Barty walks through it easily, leaning in head-first and worrying about his other limbs as they come.*