Adam counted to 756 seconds before the swaying sac on the back of the spooky folk finally displayed signs of reaching the destination. Filled with decapitated heads and dismembered limbs and sliced torsos, he had gone petrified and his demeanour was no longer that of a normal mortal.
With a thud, the sac kissed the ground and a couple of footsteps came close to the bag before it was opened. A pair of arms reached into the bag and each item was taken out of the container.
In the fifth attempt, Adam's head was liberated and it was tossed into the air. The earthling had suffered enough grievances while in the sack so the expectation of falling on the ground in the most disgraceful manner sounded normal to him.
Unlike his assumptions, a pair of hands caught the head. It was then handed over a couple of times before it finally came to a rest.
"Hey, you! Are you blind? That's a man's head. How the heck does it look suitable to a female's body!?"
