"MMM Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm!" laughed the mask seller as he walked through the jungle. Strapped to his back were sacks of food, a tent canvass and hundreds of hooks. From many of these hooks hung the masks. All kinds of masks. Masks for weddings, masks for dances, masks for secrets and silence.
He picked up a space pirate helmet from the pile of smoking corpses and hung it alongside the masks.
He dissapeared into the trees. Chuckling... "OOummmme hmmme hme hm he he he heeh."