“Come bath with me,” the woman who had no face has said.
The woman, whom she introduced herself as Margaux, was bathing in blood. She is entirely naked. Completely out of her clothes. She has a very long hair that seems longer than her body. Her cleavage was seen, but it was all covered in blood. Her hair shines in desperate redness. Yet, what bothers him more about her is its blank face—a literal one. It doesn’t have any face: no eyes, nose, eyebrows. She only have a mouth that is bigger than the usual mouth of a person. At first, her black lips are pursed, as if an aged woman who have just came from her shower. But soon after, her lips moved, and formed such a huge smile that anyone who could see it would be terrified. Her teeth were black, and, it seemed that she had drunk some of the
