Before anyone could react, the lid of the coffin burst open and two horrifying creatures slithered out.
That's right, 'slither' was the only way to describe their movement. It was unknown what the two of them had endured in the temple last night, but right now they were nothing more than twisted remnants of the humans they once were.
Their shriveled skin clung tightly to their emaciated frames as if the very life force had been drained from their bodies. Their limbs were contorted and misshapen like a person crammed into a box far too small, causing their bones to protrude at odd angles. It was a grotesque mockery of the human form, a macabre dance of contorted flesh and twisted bones.
With feeble movements, the creatures wriggled and squirmed along the ground, their wiggling motions sending shivers down everyone's spine.
