He probed gently, the smooth caress of his voice so close wrapped her in a warm and silken feeling of ease at once.
“What do you see?” He asked holding up the blot tests, disfigured splotches of dark ink loomed just in front of her. She saw a mouth, a terrible devouring maw that threatened to consume her entirely
“A butterfly” she lied
“Hmm” he replied softly barely masking his scepticism “And now?” holding up another slide
Black eyes stared at her evilly, they could see right through her, and they hated her bitterly
“I don’t know” she said “Dots?”