"HUMANS!"
The voice shook them. They could feel the hatred that it had; monstrous, devilish energy was released from the dead body, forming a mist.
Those that weren't able to run fast from its range were absorbed into it; gruesome screams resounded in the room.
Those that weren't absorbed into the mist began to sweat; they wondered what was going on, glad that they weren't absorbed into it.
Matt's body shook unconsciously; he was familiar with the level of pressure emitted by the mist. It was the same as the devil that was inside him.
"Everyone, step back now," Matt roared.
Nobody even argued; they all ran back to the beginning of the gigantic bridge, watching whatever transformation that was taking place in the devil mist.
They knew that whatever was going on in there might bring their death.
The scream stopped, everyone looked at the devil mist, footsteps echoed that shook their heart, and terror was coming.
