Inside the house, the giant had not come out because he could not. The reason lay within his own body.
The blue-skinned bulk that once resembled an obese, malformed man had grown far worse. His skin stretched tight and glossy. His veins bulged beneath it like writhing worms. The pale blue color deepened into something more sickly and uneven.
His body no longer followed any natural proportion. His head had elongated. His skull pulled forward and upward as if something inside was forcing it to grow.
One of his arms had swollen thicker than the other. The joints distended and bent at wrong angles.
His legs twisted in uneven lengths, the muscles knotting and tearing beneath the skin.
His torso bulged grotesquely. The flesh rising and sinking as though something alive was moving inside his chest and abdomen trying to break free.
Overall, the sight was nauseating and repulsive. If any human had seen him now, they would have vomited on the spot.
