Re: Burton: Sneaking Back
Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 1:11 am
With great effort, Burton forced the sorcerer out of his head, back to...well, wherever he had come from. He could still feel the odious remnants of the wizard, flashbacks of rituals and horrors from ages gone.
"Sir! They are coming! Everywhere! Everywhere!" Yelled Singh, who had a look off pure terror in his face. He smashed the floor below him with his sabre, and thrust into the walls. In a moment of almost coherence, he saw Burton being strangled by the mummy's stiff hand, and swung his sabre with full force.
The hand that grabbed Burton flexed and shook. Singh had taken the mummy's arm clean off with his blade; for although preserved well, it was nothing more than brittle bone, old flesh, and linen. There was a cracking sound as the humerus splintered asunder.
The hand around Burton twitched, and the severed arm fell to the floor, as lifeless as the rest of the mummy.
"Sir! They are coming! Everywhere! Everywhere!" Yelled Singh, who had a look off pure terror in his face. He smashed the floor below him with his sabre, and thrust into the walls. In a moment of almost coherence, he saw Burton being strangled by the mummy's stiff hand, and swung his sabre with full force.
The hand that grabbed Burton flexed and shook. Singh had taken the mummy's arm clean off with his blade; for although preserved well, it was nothing more than brittle bone, old flesh, and linen. There was a cracking sound as the humerus splintered asunder.
The hand around Burton twitched, and the severed arm fell to the floor, as lifeless as the rest of the mummy.