"His form seemed unnatural and distorted, like a man drawn in crayon by a five year old child. His hunched back and gangly legs were covered in a fine suit of deep red, with deeper red pinstripes cutting across the fabric. But what left me with the most unease, other than his persistent silence, was the simple white mask he wore. It was so plain compared to his expensive looking suit. Clean white. A basic, geometric expression was molded into the porcelain. It was distorted much like the man's body. I suppose it was meant to be a frightening expression, but to me it looked nothing but pained. "