(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

Ravel's left hand plucked a hair from her head, hooks it around her talons,
and lightning-like, she jabbed another talon into the skin near one of my
scars. It was barely more than a pin-prick, but it looked like she was about to
start stitching me up.
As it was with Ei-Vene, the sensation was curiously painless, but the thread
and stitching seemed to be going much deeper, almost INSIDE me, without
actually going beyond the surface of the skin. In moments, Ravel's talons
drew back, and I felt... better, stronger. Ravel muttered in Ei-Vene's voice:
"Dum zomfie..."
"Marta was barmy, Ravel, but she was not unkind and not unhelpful. If you
were her, then you mean me no harm. I thank you."
And as I said her name, Ravel's face seemed to shift... her blue skin sagged,
until she was wearing the same sour, curd-faced expression I had seen on
Marta's face. "C'mon, now... don't be all-difficult on Marta..." She raised the
talon of her index finger like a scalpel and advanced upon me. "False, nasty,
corpse."
Ravel's filthy talon jabbed into my abdomen, then pulled it brutally
downwards in a saw-like motion... but there was no pain. I watched as my
skin peeled slowly back from her touch -no blood issued from the wound.
"Look at this, Marta... look at this..."
Ravel's free hand dug into my chest, where she looped my intestines up like
yarn, and plucked them from my stomach... as she did, my stomach sealed
up, as if time was going backwards. Marta... Ravel... held up my intestines
like a trophy. "Pretty, pretty, eh, Marta...? One shouldn't swallow such a
thing, no, no..."
I felt my stomach, whole and pebbled with criscrossed scars as before. There
hadn't even been the slightest tugging feeling in my guts. "Uh... can I have
those back, please? I might need them later."
She handed me the ropy mass... despite the freshness, the fluids
surrounding my intestines had dried like resin. It felt more like a loop of
glazed... rope.
"Uh... thanks. I'll treasure this always."
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