Alice felt a chill. A sense of danger like no other. The bells in the distance began to toll as the creature started to pry the casket open.
'I've used Pale Lance four times thus far. With my capacity, I should be able to fire one more before running out.' She thought to herself.
She took a deep breath and prepared to attack but her body was rooted in place, unable to move, forced to watch as this monstrosity clawed its way out of the casket.
First came its arm. Mummified up to the shoulders.
It grabbed the slumped over body of Sister Adela and lifted her up.
Once Adela was standing up, it lifted a finger and blood began to pour.
Little by little, it coated her body and her body began to twitch.
Then came the second arm.
It pushed the casket open further and its head poked out from the darkness.
