Warning: This contains utter nightmare fuel. Enjoy!

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The giant orc roared at Sarah with laughter. She was, after all, just small human with no visible weapons. I tried to wriggle out of the rope I was tied upon, but to no avail. The 6-foot-tall orc had raided our tent during the middle of the night, and he had easily overpowered me. Sarah was able to escape from the orc at first, but now I was forced to watch as the monster backed her up against a wall.

“You don’t want me to do this”, Sarah said calmly. The orc confidently spat back, “Weakling. What could you, a feeble human, do to me?”. He punched a cobblestone wall, knocking out some rocks. “This is what I’m gonna do to you!”, the orc raider shouted. His bluish grey hand was stuck in the wall for a second, and Sarah took advantage of his reckless destruction to get to the other side of the room.

“Before we fight, you should probably know three things. First, I’m a warlock, and the child of a powerful warlock cultist”, Sarah said with the same uncanny calmness. The orc humored her and stood still to listen. This much I knew about my girlfriend. Her mother was a powerful and often dangerous warlock.

“Oh, so you need the protection of another entity in order to fight?”, the orc said mockingly, undermining her powers. Sarah started speaking again, “Second, my patron is an Old One. In fact, he is none other than Cosmatyraarnalunava. You know, the nightmare prince, or the bleeding moon. He was also my mother’s patron, and she was a very loyal servant, so I have good relations,” Sarah said, with increasingly notable confidence. The orc looked around nervously, and Sarah waited a moment before she continued her monologue.

Then Sarah laughed as she started to speak. “And, three. You said that I’m a feeble human. Well, that is incorrect. I am only half-human”, Sarah announced.

For a moment I forgot that I was strapped to the wall for a moment as she said that. Sarah had never told me about this, and she didn’t appear inhuman at all! I was under the impression that Sarah’s patron, Cosma-whatever, was human-exclusive, and he encouraged only interbreeding with other warlocks. Odd. Maybe he made an exception for his favorite follower?

“Oh, and I decided to add one last thing. You said, that I need my patron to fight my fights”, Sarah said, with a sinister smile. Her voice permeated throughout my skull and I would’ve clenched my head from the internal shaking had I not have been tied up.

Suddenly Sarah’s body just… melted away. Her entire body started forming into a slimy ball of flesh, which then pounced on the terrified orc. Sickening crunches sounded out of the ball, and after a minute the pile of flesh suddenly collapsed itself into a pool on the ground. The pool then formed a human hand that unraveled my ropes, and set me free.

The pool then formed into a vaguely human form, with blood flowing off of it and hairs intertwined with its flesh. Far too many teeth made up a forced, crooked, and vaguely human smile; multiple noses protruded from its skin above the teeth. A thick black line protruded from its abdomen and cut evenly down its waist through where its navel should be. Yellow eyes laid on both of its palms. It

This ghastly being stayed there for a moment, before it started shifting into a much more human form, its hideous form dissolving as its organs found their proper positions, shifting into a small female human with decent clothes on that complimented her red hair. Sarah appeared before me once again. “Apologies for that. Here’s some water, it should help with the brain damage”, a friendly eldritch screech echoed across my mind.