Miss Hakkandottir-God Face #1

	Miss Hakkandottir had been taken by surprise. The God Face, perfectly caught in the light, seemed to have some otherworldly power. The ghosts of the dead Egyptians were speaking to her. Looking into the blue eyes of the God Face, she suddenly felt all the weight of the tomb above her. The past, her own past, began to sprout wings inside her head.

[. . .]

	And yet, as she continued to look at the God Face, her mind began turning around like a gyre-fear, flee, fear. As Modo approached with the artifact, more and more voices in her head began to speak. The people she had killed, they were all still there in her memory-soldiers, pirates, a multitude raised their voices. Then a childhood memory of the raised hand of her father. Her crippled grandmother with a serpent's tongue. Her sister, whom she had drowned in an icy river near her family's sheep herder hut. (Slade, 285-286)