Her eyes were cold, hard, eyes, the kind that make you want to crawl into your shell and hide away, and never come out again, for the fear of those eyes, oh those eyes, linger in your mind forever. She just stared, as if there actually was something in the corner of the jail cell. I walked over and watched her through the two bars closest to me. I began to speak, but the eyes did not move, they just stared, into a world, far beyond human. It was then I realized who she was, or rather, what she was.