Episode 71: Two Meat On A Single Skewer
The thing that came through the smoke wasn't a person anymore.
It had the shape, the size, even the leftover clothes of a human fighter, but its movements… nah, they weren't built for human bones. The limbs twitched like broken hinges, jerking at angles too sharp for living joints. Its head lolled forward as if gravity had forgotten which way was down, and something wet and dark trailed from its open mouth.
Number Three had seen monsters before. he was a monster, depending on who you asked. but this? This was different. This was someone who used to be alive, now chewed up from the inside and steered like a rental car with no brakes. The control was so obvious it almost made him laugh. Almost.
