Look at her, lying there, achroous, lifeless. Perfect, wouldn’t you say? I’m trying to remember her as she was before I dispatched her to the great soul-devourer, the great goddess Ammut. Do you know of her? I hope you do, because you’re going to be meeting her soon. This one used to be what you would call ‘pretty’ – hah, you don’t know the meaning of the word. Look. She is beautiful now, I have made her beautiful. I just hope that the Goddess appreciates my adactylous offering. Now, get comfortable, you’re next.