The minute I saw it, I felt like I couldn’t move. It was splattered in burning oil from the jug, and I got this eerie feeling that the stone was looking back at me. My whole body got cold. My hair stood on end. I felt short of breath, and suddenly that pressure in my chest became so intense that it hurt. My head started burning again. But I couldn’t look away. I was caught up in staring at the stone, feeling like I was drowning under its pale green surface.
