Thankfully Isla was engrossed in what she was doing, so she didn't have a chance to glance at the muzzle that suddenly appeared on Remi's face (else this very serious situation might erupt into a series of giggles at any moment). Even with the sense of something terribly awry, she didn't stop in her examination, parting the skin from the ribs on both sides and peeling it right back to reveal ribcase and breastbone. The stench hit her then too, even through the cloth, and she recoiled. Isla the flesh is weak |
A scalpel's kiss is sweeter than you think
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