Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh. Terror builds, as the thought of being dead. Prophecy of the wisemen of old. Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil.
Tearing at my neck my sharpened teeth pierce the meat. My warm bloodied prey sustains my life for one more day. The oldest of souls, left behind after life.
Melting thoughts of disintegration. Hitting deep her insistence. to mutilate her newborn infants. After giving birth her mind wasn't the same. Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay.
Early hours, open road, family of five - on their way home!. Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun!. A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his sight,.
Prepare to witness a place of gore. Of legal dissection and blood on the floor. Carved up corpses, in the corner. Sliced up by a psychotic coroner. Slice, dice, chop them up haphazardly.