"Listen up! No matter what, do not move... I mean don't even blink, if you don't want to end up like her..."
Zed's voice was heavy with dread, struggled out as he swallowed hard, he was pointing towards the woman on the ground.
The body still convulsing slowly.
He lowered his voice further, guiding the rest to walk slowly, stepping back with measured, cautious steps.
The girl lying on the ground was Elune. Now, a duo of vine-like tendrils radiated an eerie red glow as they burrowed into her eyes, bit by bit, hoisting her upwards.
It was as if they were planting a flower, digging a pit to bury her slender legs into the earth. The tendrils had bored extra two bloody holes in the woman's face, and Zed knew, she was still alive, enduring the throes of pain before death come.
"What the hell is this?!"
Ed asked, panic etched onto his face, brandished a shotgun at the floating tendrils, his feet shifting nervously.
