Since more than his senses were stimulated, Oswald's hands shook as he said. "If you give me a third one, I'm afraid I'll tear apart your clothes and give them a spectacle that'll induce nightmares for the next decades."
The lack of similarity with what the woman was waiting for surprised her. The instant she saw Oswald, she was blinded by the eyeball's presence. In the boy's throat, she could see a brimming light as she was used to. But now that she looked twice, there was something completely wrong with her counterpart's host.
One step back, she kept her veil around her head, it was probably hiding the decay on it and the maggot frenzy inside. The real eye made the horizontal line on her throat thicken until the skin tissue parted ways.
Anderson was ready to witness it anew, Ward was too drunk to understand, and Glen almost jumped out of joy.
