"I think I've seen enough," A familiar anonymous voice spoke in the dark, leaning on a tree and surrounded by the darkness of the night. In front of the person stood that catacomb Raziah had come across the other day.
"No one deserves a happy ending." The voice added and then snapped its fingers. At that moment, each and every one of the graves began to tremble. The quake grew wildly till it suddenly burst, exploding the debris as certain bodies began to emerge from under it.
The bodies that stepped out were fully clothed, and they didn't look dead one bit. The only dead thing in them was their eyes as their flesh was still looking human. They were so dark and sinister, the sight was chilly and ghastly like an impending danger. A total of about twenty-five of them stepped out from the ground, cracking their bones.
