Emma sat down in the chair and faced the man across from her. They stared at each other for a moment, studying each other. The man was created to look aged, around mid-fifties. His skin hung a bit loosely on his face, and part of his lower jaw was completely missing. His ears were pierced, completely uncovered by his short, black hair. The two earrings he was wearing were shaped like termites and colored a nauseating brown. His sudden cough shocked Emma as it ruptured the silence that was hanging around them.
