The maggot ridden corpse lumbered slowly, towards the boys, whilst a couple of maggots fell onto the floor with each individual step. Ascalon tried to get up but he slipped and ended up seeing the rotting wounds on the puppet's (corpse's) body. After gazing at it... He suddenly began to shake violently and gag, almost leading to him vomiting. His older brother however tried to run away from the corpse, leaving Ascalon behind. Unfortunately this failed as, he slipped on a dark crimson pool that was Ascalon's blood. Resulting in him tumbling closer towards the corpse, the zombified woman, that was mutilated beyond recognition, as her she only had one breast remaining and a crevice where the other was supposed to be; which the maggots could be seen moving in-between each layer of flesh slowly but surely. It then screeched as the Ascalon's older brother appeared before it. Then again it looked as if it was celebrating at a free meal...

The corpse clambered towards the boy and it seemed as if it was smiling, it might have been smiling if it was for the black rotting gums and shattered teeth that where on show, as well as the occasional insect swarming around her mouth. Aslcalon's older bothered screamed and then shouted "Come and save me you little Mutt!". Of course he was addressing his younger brother Ascalon, who was the son of a concubine who belonged to their Father. Ascalon, looked towards his brother smiling slightly as he thought this was a joyous occasion to watch his brother who tormented him to be scared. Laughing slightly he replied to his brother, "Why should I Edward... After all I am just a mere "Mutt"." These would have been unexpected words, from a boy turning five years old but this boy had devoted his entire life to reading, so his vocabulary has abnormally large for his age. Of course Edward, didn't exactly appreciate his brothers comment back to him. Edward scrambled towards or at least attempted scrambling towards his brother when she lunged forward, with her fleshless fingers that were their own form of daggers, piercing into his the back of leg, becoming embedded into his ankle. Then, the poor boy screamed out in pain as his fate was slowly becoming sealed. "Ascalon, please he-help me..." Edward began to beg and sob as the pain spread through his entire body and the joint that was his ankle was slowly being dismembered. Ascalon stood there, shaking with fear as he slowly stepped backwards and crept away trying to not look at the scene. Ascalon, looked around the room and noticed the door behind the corpse and his brother... Which led him no choice but to run around them and most likely leave his brother behind in order to live. As he began to consider this, she dug her nails in further penetrating through the skin and coming out of the other side of the skin, taking advantage of the gap inside a humans ankle. It pulled it's hand back towards her chest pulling away the ankle as each individual thread of flesh snapped and Edward screamed out in pain. Ascalon, stood there listening to the screams and he turned away; reaching for the door and getting outside of the dungeon.

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Whilst, Ascalon was running away, his brother was going through various forms of torture. Of course, let's talk about that shall we... As the door slammed behind Ascalon, Edward screamed and shouted various words such as "Fucking Mutt." and "Weakling" but as he attempted to scream these words allowing his younger brother to hear... He failed and all the sound was stuck inside the dungeon bouncing around the cold, damp room consisting of grey bricks with the occasional blood splatter. However once the boy finished screaming, she (The rotting undead) leaned over and breathed against his ear, it was irregular breathing rather she was panting with excitement over the young boy. She held the ankle with the stump in her left hand after tearing it off of Edward's leg as the boy continuously bleeding out of his stump. The creature pulled the foot that is separated from the leg and bit it. Whilst, biting it she ran her black finger nails on her left hand down the boys back, even though she only had three finger nails left attached. One on her index finger the other on her middle finger and the last on her little finger; the other have dried blood as the remnants of where her former fingernails, once where. Except for one single finger that was her ring finger, as it was just a fingerless stump. Once she ran her fingers down Edwards back she leaned closer and grinding her teeth against his ear. And because of this Edward moaned slightly being effected to the slight pleasure of his sensitive ear being teased with. As his ear was grinded on it eventually began to wear down and she drew blood from his earlobe, Edward of course began to scream and thrash about as the blood dripped down from his earlobe. As Edward attempted to tear himself away from the corpse, she clamped down on his ear and it eventually ended up being torn away from the side of his head. Of course the boy screamed in pain and tried to pull away but the corpse managed to hold him down with little effort (Necromancy Note: If you are wondering how this is possible, there is a limiter on the brain and only allows 20% of muscles within the body to be used. However this only applies to the living thus all of the muscle in a human's body can be utilised. But this has detrimental effects due to the strain placed on the body itself.) The undead female (formerly named 'She' or 'the corpse) chewed the lump of flesh and cartilage in her mouth moaning slightly due to it being such a divine taste.

The corpse slowly devoured the body piece by piece.

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I will leave it here as otherwise it will become seriously dark and inappropriate. Anyway I enjoy feedback a lot so tell me what ya think~