"For the naysayers and fools got to learn of the sheer error of their ways while staring at the pitch black maw of some nightmarish beast! But don't take my words as a declaration of some charlatan, old man! Look!"
The woman exclaimed, carefully taking out an object wrapped in a moist piece of ripped cloth. Slowly and gently, Delilah unwrapped the cocoon of fabric and fished out what appeared to be a weathered, round yellowish-green electrical socket bored deep into a torn piece of some hardened, rounded carapace that glistened joyfully under the light of the flame. Its interior was moist, smooth, covered in grooves that slithered in its outer margins, diving into smaller and smaller rivulet beds. The surface directly behind the socket was a nest comprised of a plasticky frame around which wound wires of metal and greyish tissue, the latter of which, theoretically would reach deeper into the structure the piece was taken from before branching akin to a nerve. Jolpin examined it intently, shuddering at the thought of what this bizarre biomechanical piece could belong to.
"What was this torn off of?!"
"One of the Metastasis's "beautiful children," of course." Ebisana swiftly covered the alien flesh in cloth and hid it away.