For a moment, all was silent as normal for the cemetery.





Then the piles of dirt began to shift. Slowly, decaying and boney hooves pushed through the dirt and roots. Figures, long deceased of various ages, some with skin, some without, exited their once earthly bed and began to moan and hiss. Their bodies no longer controlled by the souls that once occupied them, but by the will of the being who raised them, a wicked smirk strewn across his face. He gave them one simple command. A command that would cause the chaos he wanted.







“Feed.”

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