[It helps to have someone confirm what he'd thought, and even add to it. With multiple adjectives, even. All ones that sound good. It's a shame he isn't those things right now.]
Something took my...
Ate my...?
[His hand drifts up toward the pixelated mass where his head was, and disappears into the glitches. A moment's contemplation, accompanied by the sound of bone on bone, and he concludes:]
no subject
[It helps to have someone confirm what he'd thought, and even add to it. With multiple adjectives, even. All ones that sound good. It's a shame he isn't those things right now.]
Something took my...
Ate my...?
[His hand drifts up toward the pixelated mass where his head was, and disappears into the glitches. A moment's contemplation, accompanied by the sound of bone on bone, and he concludes:]
...I don't have a face.