So, it was of no surprise that the, (now reduced to her early twenties), woman was about to let out a shout, only for it to be quashed by a mouth going over hers. The mouth belonging to same thing that had its member pierced right inside of her, the black floating robes flaying open to show exactly what was beneath – a mix of flesh, skeletal and visible hints of being a ghost not turned. Half-dead half-alive.