The headless corpses stirred. What began as a single twitch rippled through the crater like a wave.
Joints cracked with wet, sickening pops. Decayed limbs scraped against the black sand as the bodies rose to their feet.
Some of them stood on two legs, most of them were on all fours like animals.
Jasper, who had slumped onto his legs, began to move as well.
Raising both his hands, he grabbed whatever was left of his head and pulled it out.
His neck made a wet gurgling sound as the chest muscles attempted to expand and air was forced through the severed trachea and throat.
The same sound immediately filled the entire crater.
"Back! Get back!"
Bert the assassin shouted, already using his skill of concealment to vanish from his place.
James spat out the bits of brain matter that had landed in his mouth, gagging violently. "What the fuck is this?!"
Mikhail had already taken a few steps back as he looked at the headless corpses.
