This charming thing showed up outside my house today! It has been, err, altered in the ways you'd expect.
This is very strange, because while the old man hasn't shown up, several unpleasant pieces of body horror have started to make themselves manifest. My calves, for instance, have gotten longer. By about 10cm so far. I'm assuming this is something to do with the old man. Honey, I'm 30-something divorcee. Not only am I far too old for a growth spurt, but the dead animals and teleportations are quite enough to impress me. A+ for effort, but kindly settle down.
(Though on the plus side, I'm losing weight with a speed usually associated with crystal meth use or multiple organ failure. I haven't looked this good in a while. The old man may brutally murder us all, but at least I will leave a fantastic corpse.)
My guest is quite sick--I think there's an infection in some of his injuries. His teeth have gotten some attention and are looking a lot better now, but there's not a lot of ways to explain what happened to his fingers without getting asked questions we'd rather not answer. I've got a friend who can patch him up some, but what we really need is someone planning a ram raid.
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