As it spoke I saw its words borne on wings of phlegm and blood, flying around me, confusing me, flying one way then another, as if trying to find a way inside my head.
I covered my ears, and saw Chay had done the same. She had her eyes tightly closed too, but I couldn't take my eyes off this monster.
Out of the base of its fat and flabbing stomach eight thick legs grew, barbed, hairy and spiderlike. Still clinging to some of them were the decomposing remains of human body parts: a hand, a leg, a tiny skull.