They patted their lips with white napkins as they downed the girl’s flesh with glasses of her freshly warm blood.
“Doctor, is there a way you can remove one of his eyes, ear, nose and his tongue without killing him?” Katumani asked the pathologist pointing at Mr. Unga who lay frozen on the slab.
“You know that is my profession, Sir. I am a specialist surgeon. I can even remove all his organs while he is watching,” the pathologist answered sublimely. They hauled Mr. Unga to the altar.
“I shall eat your eye, ear, nose and tongue while you watch, you treacherous traitor!” shouted Katumani.
The pathologist swiftly gouged out Mr. Unga’s eye and cut off his ear with a sharp instrument. As he wailed in pain with his mouth wide open, the pathologist pulled out his tongue with a sharp hook and
