The sound caused him to drop a full mug of steaming coffee onto his feet. Ceramic chips and steaming liquid cascaded across the floor; his face contorted in pain, and he swore. Tom was about to let out a frustrated yell when his eyes fell on a small person in the middle of his kitchen. Where a mouth should have been, there was a bloody ring, and teeth. It’s teeth were grinding against each other in a circular motion.
The crack had come from a tooth breaking.
It lay amongst the mug shards.