Teresa slowly raised her hand and pushed her hair away from her face.
Only then did Lana see the full extent of the horror.
Teresa's nose had long since collapsed and flattened against her face, with fresh blood slowly leaking from her nostrils.
Her lips had been stretched unnaturally. No, Lana realized with horror.
'They had cut them.'
Teresa's lips had been cut all the way toward the sides of her face, reaching almost to her eyes.
Her eyes were gone, leaving only shallow, empty hollows behind.
Almost all of her teeth had fallen out as well. Only a few remained inside her mouth, and Teresa seemed to be mumbling something incomprehensible through them.
Lana's breathing became uneven.
Yet what frightened her more than Teresa's mutilated appearance was something else.
Her eyes.
