The girl's unexpected question momentarily pulled me out of my chaotic thoughts. "Enjoying the club?" she asked again, her voice barely audible over the deafening music. Her breath was a mix of alcohol and something sweetly exotic.
I tried to smile, but my eyes involuntarily searched the crowd for Pierce. The girl noticed my distraction and gently grasped my hand. Startled, I looked at her, but she simply nodded for me to look down. Between her legs, under her skirt, I saw something completely unexpected – two penises. Shocked, I quickly withdrew my hand as she laughed, a sound that somehow blended seamlessly into the club's cacophony.
For a second, I just stared, dumbfounded, the flashing club lights casting sharp shadows over the surreal image. A slow, teasing smile spread across her lips, and before I could even process what I was seeing, her tongue flickered out again—long, forked, inhuman.