A peek inside
A man in formal attire rushes past the glass monolith at an ever-increasing speed. The wind tears at him as he moves, faster and faster now, oblivious to the fact that within seconds he will become-
-whose vacant eyes saw not the sparkling stars, nor the gathering twisted faces. Its ears heard not the screeches, moans, and cries for help. Its mouth would speak no more, yet it contained a message that would haunt it.