Jennifer gasps, shaking and worrying. She steps back while putting her hands on her head, feeling the pain.
"Ah... My h-head..."
The thing standing before her was finishing what remained of a human arm, feeding the only head with a properly open mouth. Words and symbols flooded her mind, which brought a sharp pain.
𓆑𓅂𓄿𓂋 𓅱𓆑 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓅲𓈖𓈎𓈖𓅱𓅃𓈖 𓎼𓇋𓆯𓅂𓈖 𓆑𓅱𓂋𓅓.
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