"What the fu -- " said Butch. But, before he could finish ... he felt the changes occurring to his face.
"Roadkill huh?" I said "We'll see who looks like roadkill in a few minutes."
Butch's face began to contort. Bulges began to swell and subside as the bone on the front of his skull began to crush and set in a new form. First, his his nose
folded semi flat over the right side of his face, then his forehead began to collapse. About a dozen teeth just fell out of his mouth, at about the same time his lower
jaw became skewed to the right at least an inch, no longer allowing proper closure of his mouth. Both his tonque and left ear melted away to appear as though they
had been torn off. The bone framing Butch's left eye brow now hung lower over his left eye and obscuring his vision, as his right eye became permanently focused
toward the tip of his mishapen snot dribbling nose. In conclusion to the change, thick shiney scar tissue spread throughout his face to portray a nightmareish figure
more hideous than any imaginable horror movie. Butch's new face looked like it had been hit head on by a speeding bus.
Amanda watched the transformation from beginning to end with a look of combined shock and terror. As she covered her mouth, she let out only a screach of
anguish before running away in a daze of confused horror.
I smiled.
Butch just said "Agrrijpth grblipfk?!" As his new jawline kept clicking and gurgling.