Winky-Woo

It waddles to where I’m chained on the wall.

“Winky-woo,” it grins.

It sits. Organs slither under glistening purple skin. Cyborged communications gear and its gut screen flickers on.

It smiles evilly, showing me my future tortures.

“Winky-woo.”


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