Please Enjoy a Treat
"Chief Martin," the old woman leading them, called out. "You have guests," her voice as eerie as the very room. "They are here to worship you with an offering."
The blob of flesh that had more reproductive organs than naturally required suddenly paused, and then he turned, instantly pulling out of the unfortunate souls he was receiving sexual gratification from.
His face was unlike what Lenny expected it to be. Of course, it was still disfigured. However, it was more misplaced than disfigured.
The eyes were at the location where the lips would normally be, and the ears were at the location where the nose would normally be. This was quite disturbing to look at.
The moment he saw Lenny and the others, he smiled. "So that's how it's supposed to be!" He spoke lightly, in a very fluent British accent that surprised Lenny.