[First, there's the very distinct feeling that she shouldn't have said anything. A very natural, very understandable instinct. Then it grows to nausea as something about the figure comes closer. He's missing an arm. It is missing an arm. Then there's the realization it's missing an eye and covered and blood and that feeling in the air is like acid, corroding your spirit as well as the world, and it's enough to make you want to vomit your soul out just by looking at it.
The monster grins, and it's like a crack in the universe where you can see straight into the eyes of the Old Ones. And every thought shuts down and screams in unison wrong wrong wrong disgusting repulsive run away run run runrunrunrun but your legs are frozen and it's still smiling.]
Hm? And what's wrong with you? It's been years since someone's greeted me first.
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The monster grins, and it's like a crack in the universe where you can see straight into the eyes of the Old Ones. And every thought shuts down and screams in unison wrong wrong wrong disgusting repulsive run away run run runrunrunrun but your legs are frozen and it's still smiling.]
Hm? And what's wrong with you? It's been years since someone's greeted me first.