Dusk held his hands to his ears, eyes wide as corpses appeared around him. They piled high, one atop another, some bloated, some bloody, some skeletal. Haunting him. Dozens upon dozens. He dropped to his knees, yelling. That put him eye-to-eye with one of his corpses. Only this one…this one was not quite dead. Blood dripped from its lips as it tried to speak, mouthing words that Dusk did not understand.
