I screamed.
It was scary it was disgusting it was a curse they were corrupted they were thirsty they were starving it was sharp there were too many of them I was going insane it hurt they screamed so much they wanted to throw up we were never buried we were torn apart we were torn to pieces we wanted to be buried we were left to rot we were angry we needed to be destroyed-
A mysterious sound reached my ears.
The sound of metal on metal, loud enough to make one cover their ears.
It was the sound of spirits being eaten. The mouth engraved on my scythe devoured the spirits around me in one fell swoop.
Case Files I, Chapter 5, Part 3