seriously doubt he doesn’t bite with teeth like those. Carved into a perpetual smile, he looks happy in the way a killer does after claiming another victim. His pointed teeth gleam as his glowing eyes bore into my fearful heart. I can’t tear my gaze away from this monster. If the rough-hewn ridges on his face weren’t enough to identify him, the ribbing running up and down his cock certainly are. I reach my hand up, and the Hallowpeen pulls me to my feet.
