A crow’s caw, several squawks from a trio in fact. The glimmer of what might seem as moonlight from above. Creaking trees and waving branches casting small shadows from the lack of any true light.

SMACK!!

A ghoulish wail, two figures flung between the trees and across a dirt path into tree trunks. The impact was hard, their bodies slumping over and collapsed unto the ground near immediately. Another couple of hard whacking sounds and out popped a few more, one high up into a tree branch- crumpling in and folding around the vein, flopping off and crashing to the forest floor. A few more groans and another simple series of crackles, bones and bark both.

A simple hop and a skip off of the path led to a scene of about a dozen and a half undead slapped all around the clearing, some with limbs hanging by only a few strands of the clothes on their backs, others torn to pieces or with holes punched right through. Another thwack and out spun two more to the ground, splashes of dark green fluid gushing out like antifreeze being splashed on a wall.

With their fall not a single thing dared to stir. The air grew still.