Bored with torturing, when he would much rather have been killing, Mr Vandemar amused himself with the corpse of the man's companion.
He'd popped out the eyes and placed marbles in the empty sockets, which had provided a momentary diversion. He'd since moved onto slowly flaying the skin from the arms and eating it like spaghetti. He had his own ways of loosening tongues, but found his victims didn't say much afterwards.
leni_ba — marble