The brain lacks pain receptors, so Charles didn't feel what Anna's tongue was doing to his brain. A gush of blood from the wound dyed his entire head crimson. He could no longer care about the blood, because he saw a sticky clump of white brain matter being stripped away by Anna's tongue and stuffed into her mouth.
That was his brain! Anna was eating his brain!
"Hehehe, so delicious, Charles. You're so delicious…" Anna's cross-pupiled eyes filled with greed as her smooth, fair skin cracked open, revealing pitch-black, twisted tentacles that stretched out endlessly.
"Shanshan…" Charles struggled to move his eyeballs toward his daughter at his side.
The hybrid of tentacles and eyeballs hovered calmly in mid-air without moving, just quietly watching as her mother ate her father.
At that moment, everyone had betrayed him. Deep despair welled up in Charles's heart.
