Horror fragment

Hobbnet's body and limbs seemed to waver and flow with a boneless surge that put Faith in mind of an octopus, surging and elongating. He or it pulled forward up the staircase, like water flowing uphill, tattered clothing binding or shredding loose, or just dropping off as limbs and torso ballooned, shrank, tapered or twisted. And all through this the vacant eyed head lolled on vestigial shoulders.