Every single one that we've encountered is hairless from head to toe, even the eyebrows are missing. Their eyes are dull and lifeless, almost zombie-like. If I didn't know any better, I would think they were blind. Their dark skin is shriveled, covered with open sores, oozing pus in a never-ending stream of decay, covering gaunt, emaciated bodies. From Chapter 1 of "I call him HIM" by Scott Kimak - all rights reservedAll Rights Reserved
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