THE AQUEOUS TRANSMISSION. MIKE EYE
Determined to find it, Lina hurriedly searched her room; in her bookshelf, in her closet, under her bed she searched. Nowhere was the man's Head able to be found.
And then, as she was reluctantly ripping apart her bed sheets to investigate therein, Lina heard a very loud, slightly muffled shattering come from the ship's helm through her shut door. She paused.
And her mind seemed to abruptly connect the dots before she had a chance to whip out a pen.
She didn't have to think twice about what that noise might’ve been. It clicked. An eerie insight as to where the head may have been hiding took ahold of her.
Lina trembled as she thought to herself: No fucking way. That’s impossible.
Episode I. The Anointing of Mother Magdalena | Chapter 5.
SUDDENLY, AN INTENSE DESIRE TO QUICKLY FLEE THE SPACESHIP overcame Lina. She felt barely any shielding energy left inside her magical dress, the powers of it mostly depleted. She entered her small walk-in closet and hastily grabbed her knapsack that was hanging on a hook and took a look inside it. Inside she found a ball of hemp cord, an ink pen, a pad of paper, and some other odds and ends of useful purpose. She slung the satchel over her shoulder and quickly stepped back into the bedroom. Cautiously, Lina went to go fetch Amrita to stuff inside the sack. "Stay in there and be quiet," she told the thing. She tiptoed to her night table and opened the drawer. She grabbed her handy dagger that was inside, attached it to her waist, and stepped to the door. She took a deep breath and shut her Eyes tightly. She planned on trying to exit the craft without looking at the flight deck.
She was disturbed as she briefly caught sight of a potential future image of herself gaping in astonishment over the sloppy mess on the flight deck.
Lina shook herself free of the gripping, grimmy image, cautiously felt for the button on the wall, and the two parts of the door slid open. She stepped through.
Instantly, Lina noticed an intensely foul odor in the air, much stronger than the one in her bedroom. She grimaced as she returned her nose beneath her dress.