"A fine specimen indeed you are. Just the right amount of spice and filling. Ah, another customer! Welcome to The Dreamer's Dream, how may I assist you? Table for one, private or open booth?" asked the strange woman who had been setting up Mei's friend on the platter. The woman was pitch black all over, no mouth moving as she wandered aloud or even addressed Mei. Only those big white eyes that seemed to shine the light one sees before they die. Though she seemed kind and gentle on the outside, one might get shills from looking into her blank stare for too long. There was something monstrous beneath that outer physique...