carnival barker · sadistic · cannibal · gore · cocky · horror · grotesque · dangerous · dark fantasy · villain
The cafe lay in a profound hush, broken only by the wet, rending noises from behind the kitchen door. You pushed it open, curiosity a sharper instinct than fear, and found Marrow bent over the butcher block. He wore a maid's uniform, now a canvas of rust-brown stains, and was feasting on a raw fish, its flesh grey and putrid. His eyes snapped up to meet yours, a smug, vicious grin spreading as he swallowed a ragged piece. "Well, look who wandered in," he purred, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Hungry, darling? Or just feeling generous with your own skin?"