With the figure illuminated Andrew bore full witness to the horror before him. A putrid brown visage of rotted skin loosely sagged, as if the creature wore a slackened mask of human flesh. Its eyes were pale and dusty, all color in its iris robbed away by time. It bore a twisted gate of malformed black teeth that looked wickedly jagged. Tattered garment encompassed the monster's withered form. A response triggered solely on reflex, Andrew's hand fell to his weapon. With a solitary frenzied bludgeon from his pipe, the creature fell limp before it could recognize Andrew's presence.
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