The sound of the whistle surprised the snake, and his head jolted up from his notebook. He looked towards the direction of the whistle and saw an eyeless face with a whistle in its mouth in place of a bamboo shoot for a split second. Then, however, It was a bamboo shoot again. ''Amethyst!'' It was obvious, even with telepathy, that he was scared.''Did you see that?''. Hamlet had a strange feeling in his gut that the thing was visible only to him. Who knew though, maybe it was. It probably was. Yet again, the snake did what he always did when he saw, heard, tasted, smelled or felt something strange: He wrote about in his notebook. However, once the snake got all the basic facts down, all the words on the page compressed into one dot of ink. The ink then started drawing something, and once it was done the result shocked Hamlet enough to drop the beloved book. 

Having its attention drawn towards the sound of a whistle, Genesis had also seen the strange head which for a moment had appeared in place of one of the bamboo shoots.

"See that" - it answered Hamlet's question, before advancing closer. As it did, the strange bamboo shoot remained what it were - a bamboo shoot. The aberration's head had lit up, signifying that it was using its psychic powers. It sought to commune with the strange thing, but received no response. Could this be perhaps an illusion?

Its attention had then been drawn to a soft thud of the snakeman's notebook falling onto the ground, its owner standing above it petrified with shock. At least this notebook was finally below the tiny creature's eye level. It had quickly darted towards it, and having sat down, went on to view whatever has been scribbled there.

Hamlet took pleasure in the fact that he wasn't the only person who saw the face. He saw Amethyst run over to his book and seeing such a curious little child warmed Hamlet's heart, even though he had just seen something horrifying. ''I wouldn't recommend looking at that journal. There's something horrifying. I'll check it if you like.'' He looked down and saw that Amethyst had already started reading it. ''Gahh!'' The snake ran over to the book but tripped on a  rock and fell. ''Don't read it!'' As soon he got up, the snake looked down to see that the face in the journal disappeared and was replaced by the words again. ''That's a relief'' Hamlet didn't want the child to the thing again. ''What are you looking at there?''

A loud thud of the Vahril falling over had diverted Genesis' attention from the dropped notebook, perhaps in time for it to avoid seeing whatever was that it was not supposed to see. As usual, the lack of facial muscles of the aberrant being effectively concealed whatever would be a confused expression.

"What are you looking at there" - the snakeman asked. With little clue as of how was it supposed to answer, it had voiced into his head the word he recently spoke:

"Journal. Horrifying."

It continued to look at the notebook, while it still had the chance. Not being able to read yet, however, Genesis made little sense of its contents. In hopes of seeing anything other than strings of letters, it went on to flip pages with its elongated fingers, its featureless eyes scanning them for anything intriguing. Preferably pictures, which it could easily process.