At the response he was given, Scratch automatically looked at Shadow. The black wolf continued to stare into the darkness.

"If you don't believe me....." Ebony whispered. "Shine the light."

Shadow then shifted and felt around for something for light. He eventually found a wall with a loose rock wiggling around as he moved it. "Scratch, help me with this...it's too big!"

Damn, polite tone in his voice this time. Scratch rolled his eyes, he then changed into Max. Max strode over to his friend and helped him to move the rock. When they finished the task, a big light pooled into the darkness, revealing the room as a dungeon. When they turned around, they stood in shock at who.....or what.......was speaking to them.

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She was indeed what she said, not human....or no longer.

She was chained up to the wall by the bone. And by the bone indeed. There was not a bit of skin on her. She was all made of bone and cartilage. There was only bits of her that somehow stayed. The skeleton had her long, black hair covering her face. She wore a headdress that seemed to be decorated ram horns. If you look closely, you can see that her eyes are still in tact. She wore a black Victorian dress....but she was barefoot.

"Oh my God! What happened to you?" Max said. He was shaking at this horrid appearance.

"Death didn't let me go. I'm stuck here." Ebony said.